The 'Possum

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Lyric

There's a dance they used to do in LA 
You don't see it much anymore nowadays 
But there was a time when amidst all the jass 
They'd cut out the swing and put on the bluegrass 
Then the cats would come outta their cage 
And start dancin bout half their age 

They bent over backwards 'til their hands hit the floor 
Then they hopped up and down on all fours 
They smacked their bottoms 'til they were pink as cherry blossoms 
They were doin the possum 

Now imagine your from, let's say, DeMoines, 
Love the Hollywood scene and you wanna join 
You take the first flight to the zoo, LAX 
Then off to the club and boy, what comes next 
You see a dance that threatens your cool 
Whatchya think you're gonna do 

You better bend over backwards 'til your hands hit the floor 
Then hop up and down on all fours 
Smack yer bottom 'til it's pink as a cherry blossom 
You'd be doing the ‘possom 

You feel it in your feet 
Up to your corpus collossum 
But mostly in your seat 
You'll feel it later — when you've been doing the ‘possom 

Now the possom is a very strange beast 
Down south they say it makes a very fine feast 
They live in the trees and they hang by their tails 
One trick they pull, and it seldom fails 
They play dead, which we call "playing ‘possom" 
Don't you wish some people would do that more often?