Pole Position

Cast

• Lisa Lindgren
• Kaleena Kiff
• David Coburn
• Jack Angel
• Marilyn Schreffler
• Melvin Franklin
• Darryl Hickman
• Neil Ross
• Paul Kirby
• Philip L. Clarke
• Jered Barclay
• Brian Cummings
• Erv Immeman
• Steven Schatzberg
• Barry Gordon
• Derek McGrath
• Tony Pope
• Hal Smith
• Robert Towers

• Season 1
• Episode 1: The Code
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• Episode 2: The Canine Vanishes
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• Episode 3: The Chicken Who Knew Too Much
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• Episode 4: Strangers on the Ice
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• Episode 5: The Race
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• Episode 6: The Thirty-Nine Stripes
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• Episode 7: The Thirty-One Cent Mystery
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• Episode 8: Dial M for Magic
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• Episode 9: The Bear Affair
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• Episode 10: To Clutch a Thief
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• Episode 11: The Secret
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• Episode 12: Shadow of a Trout
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• Episode 13: The Trouble with Kuma
  Last show of the series....

• Pole Position - Nappy Roots
• Pole Position - INDK

[Chorus: Scales (girl)]
(La la la la la la la la la)
Round and around the pole she goes
(La la la la la la la la la)
Round and around the pole she goes
[Verse: Scales (girl)]
Yo, uh, uh, yo
Uh, I don't want it from the back
I wanna see the pretty face when I hit it like that (like that?)
Scales's on 'tack, club, out the clothes
We can take it to the 'lac, we can do it in the back
Hey girl, that's fat (what?)
If I hit that you gonna keep comin' back
Like this that crack
Hey damn you stacked
Your momma hates sin
And your daddy's just black, I'll leave it at that
I keep it intact, keep it exact
New pair of shoes with the elegant straps (okay)
Do what I do is an intelligent mack
I'll beat it like that, then treat it like that (oh)
Then skeet it like that
Taste this here, now eat it, right
Hold on, hold on, my mom might hear this
(No, go on, say it)
Nah, it's nasty
Quit that, uh
[Chorus: B. Stille (girl)]
(La la la la la la la la la)
Round and around the pole she goes
(La la la la la la la la la)
Round and around the pole she goes
[Verse: Skinny (girl)]
Shit shorty, lookin' like a barbie
Doll on the pole, shakin' ass for the dough (what's up?)
We blow with a pocket full of ones
She's cold, lookin' hotter than the sun
Thick thighs, ass in a thong
Gotta get a lap dance at the end of the song
I'm tricked on my singles and the momma was gone
She dead wrong and the game hits strong
Hang on, let me break another hundred (wanna dance?)
Hit the ATM for to get some more money
Bartender, let me another Grand Marn-ier
Just got paid
Shorty, I know you been here all day
Can I get a dance, the next drink's on me
What's your name? (Baby)
Damn you're a pretty thing, do what the nigga sayin'
[Chorus: B. Stille (girl)]
(La la la la la la la la la)
Round and around the pole she goes
(La la la la la la la la la)
Round and around the pole she goes
[Verse: B. Stille]
Get low, clean that pole
Climb up fast, slide down slow (that's right)
Girl, teach that class
Make that cash, shake that ass (all night)
I'm a trip on my honey dip
Dip 'til my money clip empty (what's good?)
Enough with that young shit
Wanna quit tryin' to tempt me? (let's do it)
Tell me how you gon' act
Follow you to the back
Like I'm glued to your back, girl (who's the mack?)
We can cruise in the 'lac
While we groove to the track
But due to the fact
I done blew through a stack
Let a dude hit the cat
What you know 'bout this pimpin'? (get paid)
I'm a spin this track when I put you in pole position
(Now swing)
[Chorus: B. Stille (girl)]
(La la la la la la la la la)
Round and around the pole she goes
(La la la la la la la la la)
Round and around the pole she goes
[Bridge x2: girl (B. Stille)]
La la la la la la la la la
Better shake that thing
Better work that pole
Better get that dough, oh
Better shake that thing
Better work that pole
Better get that dough, oh

They're stickin it to us now that we're almost there
But it's our job to keep the lies out of the breathing air
Are we in a position to pull an insurection
When it's our job to keep
Corruption from total eruption
Off the track
Short on time
Human race
Fall behind
The Great Escape
The Vast Empire
The fields of mines
The cold barbed wire
We're faling out and withering away
Should we try and make a fairweather day
When the finish line is beyond far away
They're stickin it to us now that we're almost there
We'll never make it through the tear gass and the smoke filled air
They're killing everyone nameless and poor
Outside I struggle to survive
It's a fucking war
We're dying off and sinking away
Far beneath the wings of the Enola Gay