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Well me and Homer Jones and Big John Talley Had a big crap game goin' back in the alley And I kept rollin' them sevens, winnin' all them pots My luck was so good I could do no wrong I jest kept on rollin' and controllin' them bones And finally they jest threw up their hands and said "When you hot, you hot" I said "Yeah?" When you're hot, you're hot And when you're not, you're not Put all the money in and let's roll 'em again When you're hot, you're hot (La la la la la la la) (La la la la la) (La la la la la la la, when you're hot, you're hot) Well, now every time I rolled them dice I'd win And I was just gettin' ready to roll 'em again When I heard somethin' behind me I turned around and there was a big old cop He said "Hello, boys" and then he gave us a grin 'n' said "Look like I'm gonna hafta haul you all in And keep all that money for evidence" I said, "Well, son when you hot, you hot" He said "Yeah" When you're hot, you're hot And when you're not, you're not You can 'splain it all down at City Hall I say, yeah, when you're hot, you're hot You're hot (La la la la la la la) (La la la la la) (La la la la la la la, when you're hot, you're hot) Well, when he took us inta court I couldn't believe my eyes The judge was a fishin' buddy that I recognized I said "Hey, judge, old buddy, old pal" "I'll pay ya that hundred I owe ya if you'll get me outta this spot" So he gave my friends a little fine to pay He turned around and grinned at me and said "Ninety days, Jerry, when you hot, you hot" 'N' I said "Thanks a lot" When you're hot, you're hot And when you're not, you're not He let my friends go free and throwed the book at me He said "Well, when you're hot, you're hot" I said, "Well I'll tell ya one thing judge, old buddy, old pal If you wasn't wearin' that black robe I'd take out in back of this courthouse And I'd try a little bit of your honor on You understand that, you hillbilly? Who gonna collect my welfare?" (When you're hot, you're hot) "Pay for my Cadillac? Whadda you mean 'contempt of court'?" (When you're hot, you're hot) "Judge"
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Yeah, Here comes Amos. Now Amos Moses was a Cajun. He lived by his self in the swamp. He hunted alligator for livin. He just knock 'em in the head with a stump. The Lousisana law gonna get you Amos! It ain't legal huntin alligator down in the swamp boy! Now everybody blamed his old man. For makin him mean as a snake. When Amos Moses was a boy his Daddy would use him for alligator bait. Tie a rope around his waist and throw him in the swamp. Alligator bait in the Louisiana Bayou. About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana Lived a man called Doc Milsap and his pretty wife Hanna. Well they raised up a son who could eat up his weight in groceries. Named him after a man of the cloth. Called him Amos Moses. Now the folks around south Louisiana. Said Amos was a hell of a man. He could trap the biggest, the meanest alligator, And just use one hand. That's all he got left cuz alligator bit it! Left arm gone clean up to the elbow! Well the Sheriff got wind that Amos Was in the swamp tracking alligator skin. So he snuck in the swamp, gonna get the boy, But he never come out again. Well I wonder where the Louisiana Sheriff went to? Well you can sure get lost in the Louisiana Bayou! About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana Lived a cat called Doc Milsap and his pretty wife Hanna. Well, they raised up a son who could eat up his weight in groceries. Named him after a man of the cloth, Called him Amos Moses. Set out on 'em Amos. Make it count, Son! About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana...
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