Chickenfoot - Oh Yeah Lyrics
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Oh Yeah
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What Are The Lyrics For Oh Yeah By Chickenfoot?
Wow wow, oh
If I were healer, I'd use my hands I'd would put a spell on you if I were magic man If I was Jesus,Buddha or a Kain If I were a blues man or all I can sing about How I want to be your hootchie cootchie man You got me out a your pain "Oh yeah" come on baby tell me what you want "Oh yeah" come on baby tell me what you need "Oh yeah" nothing I wouldn't do for you Oh yeah When I was a young man I slept around When I turned 30 time to settle down To be your doctor,preacher,teacher that's the truth Hey I'm praying on me knee's My soul is what I want to prove Hey I just want to be your hootchie cootchie man To get you in and out of my head "Oh yeah" so come on baby tell me what you want "Oh yeah" come on baby tell me what you need "Oh yeah" ain't nothing I wouldn't do for you Oh yeah Ow baby Ow baby Wow Yea Come on Oh baby Ow yeah Well,well,well If I were water I'd make you real I'd want to touch you all night long on my spinning wheel "Oh yeah" come on baby tell me what you want "Oh yeah" come on baby tell me what you need "Oh yeah" tell me what I can do for you I said "Oh yeah" come on baby tell me what you want "Oh yeah" come on baby tell me what you need "Oh yeah" I'd do anything for you wow Oh yeah Oh yeah Hey ow yeah |
Who Wrote Oh Yeah By Chickenfoot?
Joe Satriani, Sammy Hagar
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What's The Duration Of The Oh Yeah By Chickenfoot?The duration of Oh Yeah is 4:53 minutes and seconds. |
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