制作

出演艺人
Chris Acker
Chris Acker
表演者
The Growing Boys
The Growing Boys
表演者
作曲和作词
Chris Acker
Chris Acker
词曲作者

歌词

She's standing at the window in her underwear
Shootin' at roosters, pins in her hair
She'll bare back ride a carousel
Always buys from the bottom of the shelf
Her mattress on the floor is made for one
She's making it for two any night I come on
Before she lets me in her sheets
She sends me to the kitchen to boil my feet
I don't know what I say but she treat
Me like a virgin on judgement day
And she don't think I'll stay
She just rides beside me, sends me on my way
Drives me around in her boat on land
Moves just like a surfboard riding on sand
White dyed mirrors, Big Ben sheets
Buckle to buckle ain't much of a reach
She took me to a yard sale, I didn't care
So stuck a tag on me and she left me there
Win right after so to plead said baby baby baby
You can have me for free
I don't know what I say but she treat
Me like a virgin on judgement day
And she don't think I'll stay
She just rides beside me, sends me on my way
Well perversions are persuasive and fantasies fine
And she meets most of them before daylight
She moves like a mop when sitting on top
And I'm sitting on her lap just trynna get a top
Rubbin's broke so there's biscuits in the pan
And her gravy don't come from a can
She puts bubbles in a claw foot tub and say
Rub-A-Dub, Rub-A-Dub dub dub dub
I don't know what I say but she treat
Me like a virgin on judgement day
And she don't think I'll stay
She just rides beside me, sends me on my way
Written by: Chris Acker
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