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A parody of "Riding With Private Malone" (Written by Thom Shepherd and Weed Newton. by David Ball)
New lyrical by Cledus T. Judd

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"Riding With Jerome"
of David Ball's "Riding With Private Malone"

I was out of the rehab rolling through the neighborhood
When I came across this
he'd fix me up real good
He led me an alley
And right through a link fence
I had a hundred dollars I spend

It was parked out in the at a house of ill-repute
And in the back seat hung a double breasted lime suit
What that homeboy me nearly caused a heart attack
For what he called a hooptie was a sky blue
And I a little nervous as I drove out of the hood
But I loved furry steering wheel
And that made of wood
I opened up the mini bar and in I found a note
The said County Jail and this is what he wrote

He said my nizzame is inmate Jerome
And if youse readin this judge I isn't coming home
Though I am incarcerated I'll make a deal you
If you can keep my gals in line car belongs to you
Now low
And slow
And make her own
You'll always be riding with Jerome

The grill on the was gold and shiny bright
And I'd tell you those old curb feelers handy late at night
I get the feeling if I turn real quick I'd see
A cat daddy in the seat right next to me

One night I was hoppin and when I the breaking glass
And I can still remember the sounds of bullets past
Someone said saw a man in a fur coat and fur hat
Push me out of the motorcar and take his Caddy

It was a young man named inmate Jerome
He's out of the joint the parole board sent him
Yes he was incarcerated...but he cut a or two
Now he's got a new pinky ring and new Bruno Malli shoes
Hey I think I caught a whiff of Michael splash cologne
I sho nuff of riding inmate Jerome