Jane Fonda Chords by Mickey Avalon

Drop it, drop it.
_ Oh, put me in [E] your heart.
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_ What's up?
Welcome to Soul. _
_ Tonight, we have a very special guest.
We have a talent joining us who is known throughout the world
as one of the greatest and most popular music personalities.
So come on, everybody.
Let's give a great welcome.
Put your hands together for the gifted singer, composer,
producer, Mr.
Mickey Avalon.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] I had a baby named Jane.
She could shake that thing.
Said her daddy used to hang with John Nicole Train.
[A] She sang on Soul Train with a friend named Jen.
Her booty was bigger than a Mercedes [D] Benz.
Jen was a hurdy-gurdy, dirty little girlie.
I heard it from a birdie.
She could cook a mean [A] turkey with gravy.
Baby, baby, baby.
Baby was Jen's best friend.
And [D] maybe, if you were lucky, Mickey, Mickey, _ Mickey, Mickey.
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More junk in the trunk than a Honda.
I know you want to do the Jane Fonda.
[D] One, two, three, four.
Get your booty on the dance floor.
[A] Work it out.
Shake it, little mama.
Let me see you do the Jane [D] Fonda.
Five, six, seven.
Now, if you don't know, let me show you how [A] to work it out.
Work it, little mama.
I know you want to do the Jane [D] Fonda.
I had a princess queen of.
She was in red, but she had big [A] breasts and big eyes
and a big ass to match.
She wasn't fat.
She was easy to [D] catch.
Then came Molly, a hood from Hollywood High.
So fly, she was transatlantic.
[A]
She was a manic depressive.
_ Which was [D] impressive.
Very impressive.
I had to test it.
Like chicken and with lemon scented.
She took me home to a mama.
I taught them both how to Jane [D] Fonda.
One, two, three, four.
Get your booty on the dance floor.
[A] Work it out.
Shake it, little mama.
Let me see you do the Jane [D] Fonda.
Five, six, seven.
Now, if you don't know, let me show you how [A] to work it out.
Work it, little mama.
I know you want to do the Jane Fonda.
[D] I had a girl named Dana from Santa Ana.
She was a waitress at the [A] Copacabana.
She was slamming and her ass was damning.
Like Janet Jackson and the Rhythm [D] Nation.
Her brother, Jason, had a girl named Grace.
And you could see her ass from outer [A] space.
So I landed on a planet.
And planet, I mean, do you have flag?
[D] Damn it.
One, two, three, four.
Get your booty on the dance floor.
[A] Work it out.
Shake it, little mama.
Let me see you do the Jane [D] Fonda.
Five, six, seven.
Now, if you don't know, let me show you how [A] to work it out.
Work it, little mama.
I know you want to do the Jane [D] Fonda.
One, two, three, four.
Get your booty on the dance floor.
[A] Work it out.
Shake it, little mama.
Let me see you do the Jane [D] Fonda.
Five, six, seven.
Now, if you don't know, let me show you how [A] to work it out.
Work it, little mama.
I know you want to do the Jane [D] Fonda.
One, two, three, four.
Get your booty on the dance floor.
[A] Work it out.
Shake it, little mama.
Let me see you do the Jane [D] Fonda.
Five, six, seven.
If you don't know, let me show you how [A] to work it out.
All right, now listen, make sure that you stay tuned
[D] next week for our special holiday edition
featuring [N] jazz phenom, Raymond Jackson
and his band, The Epic Crew.
From all of us here at the Soul Hour, stay [D] cool.
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