كلمات Preacher

I don't have to have no preacher To tell me there ain't no good lovin' you Your snake-eye touches the ladder Everybody tells me it's true. You're gonna need You're gonna bleed Somebody like me. I don't need my old school teacher To learn me in your evil ways I sing right back to the jungle Hang it up on Even Street. You're gonna need You're gonna feed Somebody like me. Way down deep in the jungle Swingin' from tree to tree You find me chasing around there Trying to even the score. You're gonna need I'm gonna please Somebody like you. (Heh-ho, Wah-wah, Wah-wah-wah, Oo-uh, Oo-uh, Oo-uh, Oo-uh Oh-oh, Eee-Eee, Meow, Ooh-ooh, Ha-huh-huh, Suck-suck-suck, Oink! Hnch! Enwoooo! Oo-oo-oo-oo, Ah-ah-ah-ah, I'm gonna scratch ya, scratch ya.)