Inspired by a terrible voice mail transcription, this song involves a lot of nonsense that somehow makes sense the more you listen to it.
Lyrics
There's a cool girl and a cool guy out in Chicago
And she and he and I, we go to see Leo
She is named Georgia, and he is named Charlene
And they just shared a whole year for the country
Cool, they're gonna insure the whole plantation
Leo, you fellows, don't worry, he's got it covered
Now he ain't showin', and he ain't knowin'
So in the hundred-first year, she gonna share the whole leaflet
He's a big man with a big plan
Chock full of the stuff that we all want
So he, he's gonna try shootin' it
She's a big man with a big plan
Chock full of the stuff that we all want
So she, she's gonna try touchin' it
Georgia had a vacation, but it took south
Charlene and I and Leo took a rest
To where we'll go next, all of Georgia knows the bet
Transportation avenues of sweat are the least
He's a big man with a big plan
Chock full of the stuff that we all want
So he, he's gonna try shootin' it, he's gonna try shootin' it
He's a big man with a big plan
Chock full of the stuff that we all want
So he, he's gonna try shootin' it
She's a big man with a big plan
Chock full of the stuff that we all want
So she, she's gonna try touchin'