Gimme What You Got

All my life I've been a lonely man Looking for love all over this land Found a fine love about a year ago With a check-out girl at a grocerystore She was looking for a millionaire And I was looking at her derrière I was playing the blues in a popy band She said: That's all right Just gimme what you got Just gimme what you got Well you like your cookies and you like your pies I like big boobies and big fat thighs You can't cook and you can't sew And there's a whole lot of other stuff that you don't know Just write your number on the palm of my hand Sweet little lady, I'm a full-grown man I'm ready to rock, ready to roll Don't worry 'bout a thing girl Just gimme what you got Just gimme what you got You can do a lot for me And I can do a whole lot for you You know, love is more than just a word Love is the only thing we know is true What do you mean 'you want to take it slow' I'm already pumpin', ready to go Can't you see I'm serious 'Cause we don't walk, we ride the bus Together we can make it, we can go far And one day we'll buy our very own car But the very best things in life are free So don't worry 'bout a thing girl Just gimme what you got Just gimme what you got