Morina - CCR
Morina - CCR Moli-i-i-i-na, where you goin" to Moli-i-i-i-na, where you goin" to She"s daughter to the mayor, Messin" with the sheriff, Drivin" in a blue car, She don"t see no red light. She"s comin" in the mornin" Lookin" a disaster, Drivin" in the prowl car, Spent the night in jail. Oh! Sheriff gonna go far Drivin" to the state house, If she makes a million, Papa can retire.