(Rosetta. Who are you talking about? Sweet Loretta Fart. She thought she was a cleaner Sweet Rosetta Martin But she was a frying pan, yeah Rosetta The picker! The picker! Picture the fingers burning! Oo-wee! OK? 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4)
Jo Jo was a man who thought he was a loner But he knew it couldn’t last Jo Jo left his home in Tucson, Arizona For some California grass
Get back, get back Get back to where you once belonged Get back, get back Get back to where you once belonged Get back Jo Jo Go home
Get back, get back Get back to where you once belonged Get back, get back Back to where you once belonged Get back, Jo
Sweet Loretta Martin thought she was a woman But she was another man All the girls around her say she’s got it coming But she gets it while she can
Oh, get back, get back Get back to where you once belonged Get back, get back Get back to where you once belonged Get back, Loretta
Go home Oh, get back, get back Get back to where you once belonged Get back, get back Get back to where you once belonged
Get back Woo…
(Thanks, Mo! I’d like to say “thank you” on behalf of the group And ourselves and I hope we passed the audition!)