Lipbone Redding - Tuscaloosa Suntan Lyrics

I know Medusa
I met her down in Tuscaloosa
She fried in downtown suntan booth
With her friend Theresa
The Queen of Polynesia
What they're doing in there... I never knew
Someone call the doctors, the lawyers and the firemen
To see anything at all that they can do
Those men of higher learning
Shook their head said some chick was burning in
A suntan booth in downtown Tuscaloosa
Those golden ladies
(Those golden ladies)
Had the whole town in a big ta-doo
Golden ladies
(Those golden ladies)
Frying in a suntan booth in downtown Tuscaloosa
Someone called the preacher
Called the junior high school teacher
To see if anything at all could be done
They tried to bust the door down
Just got drunk and tore the store down
Any other night might've called it fun
Someone finally found the combination
They called up to the TV station
Camera was rolling when they opened up that smoking suntan booth
'They're both fried to a crisp! '
Cried the lawyer with a lisp
Lord knows the fat one looked like a shriveled up prune
Those golden ladies
(Those golden ladies)
Something smelled like southern BBQ
Must be golden ladies
(Those golden ladies)
Frying in that suntan booth in Tuscaloosa
Those golden ladies
(Those golden ladies)
Had the whole town in a big ta-doo
Those golden ladies
(Those golden ladies)
Fryin' in that suntan booth in downtown Tuscaloosa
Golden ladies
(Those golden ladies)
Had the whole town in a big ta-doo
Those golden ladies
(Those golden ladies)
Frying in that suntan booth in downtown Tuscaloosa
In a suntan booth in downtown Tuscaloosa
Frying in a suntan booth in downtown Tuscaloosa