Jo Jo hey

Jo Jo hey Ain’t you fighting a lot So shoot a shot in a pot Shoot some more In a door Yeah we’re going to the parking a lot There’s so many lock and hot I have no fear With no gear I see a wingle Wit no whistle We go to the land We see a plant Ain’t no cactuses around But one is found In a suround I feel a whack In me back Yeah hey I’m attacked Ain’t I’m packed