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

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"Riding Inmate Jerome"
Parody of Ball's "Riding With Private Malone"

I was just out of the rehab through the neighborhood
I came across this homeboy
Said he'd fix me up good
He led me down an
And right through a chain fence
I had a dollars I could spend

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

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

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

One night I was hoppin and when I heard the glass
And I can still the sounds of bullets whizzin' 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 Leroy
He's out of the the parole board sent him home
Yes he was incarcerated...but he cut a or two
Now got a brand new pinky ring and new Bruno Malli shoes
Hey I think I caught a whiff of Michael Jordan's cologne
I sho nuff of riding with inmate