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Parliament George Clinton - Moonshine Heather Lyrics

She sold some to the policeman
And the neighbors copped a grudge
She did not give a damn, you know
She sold some to the judge
And if you come down and out
And do not have a dime
You could come to her on Friday morning
And buy yourself some on time
Ain't that taking care of business (taking care of business) (x2)

Oww!
Mmmmph, mercy!

It's not that she enjoys this life
Living outside the law
It's just that there are fourteen kids
Their father died in the war
And each and every Sabbath day
She prays for all her sins
But reality says to her, my child
Take care of your fourteen kids
So she's taking care of business (taking care of business) (x2)

Oww! Mercy!
Mmmph!

So she's taking care of business (taking care of business)
Taking care of so much business (taking care of business)

Oww! Mercy!
Owwww!

She'd sell some to the French man,
The black man or the Dutch
But one thing is for certain sure
They could not stand too much
One hundred proof, hers has got to be
The finest corn around
Lift you up when you're down and out
And bring your body down
Ain't she taking care of business (taking care of business)
Ain't she taking care of so much business (taking care of business)
She is taking care of business (taking care of business)
She is taking care of so much business (taking care of business)
Ain't she taking care of business