Hennie Haggie shuffled across a building in your work boots
And there's filthy hands far from crooked teeth where you tuck your chin
Haggie Hennie bent from me in your almost dirty dress
I'm unclean — you've never had the mother wit!
In Calhoun, he pick up the straw
Look up the capote, coverin' it all
In Calhoun, he pick up the straw
Look up the capote, coverin' it all
Haggie Hennie you ain't got no button on your gut
Madame Fizzle, the vicious one who have birth to this gut
Haggie Hennie work your hips, I know what's underneath
Chicken-breasted dower, yeah, you bum-fuzzle me!
In Calhoun, he pick up the straw
Look up the capote, coverin' it all
In Calhoun, he pick up the straw
Look up the capote, coverin' it all
Yeah, this here dress irritate you, Haggie?
Does it itch against your skin, old Hennie?
Well I've seen what's underneath your capote, girl
Haggie Hennie wove your own capote covered head
I know your secret — I's wrote it down, so I's don't forget
No matter how clean your capote seem to be
Haggie Hennie, come on girl, you can't wash your heart of me!
In Calhoun, he pick up the straw
Look up the capote, coverin' it all
In Calhoun, he pick up the straw
Look up the capote, coverin' it all
See Hennie, this here dress, does it irritate you girl?
I've seen underneath your capote, girl
Underneath there you ain't got no belly button
That makes me wonder where you ever been, girl