Sweet Little Lisa

Well the work whistle blew about a half past five o'clock

I saw the red light on the corner, man I never tried to stop

Got pulled over by a man in blue

He said "What the hell you tryin'a do?"

I told him 'bout my baby, he let me go, thanks a lot

Got invited to a party at a high school Hollywood pool

There were women all around me, man I began to drool

I weighed the evidence at hand

I said "Girls you gotta understand

Since I met my baby I've been livin' by the Golden Rule."

Aw, there ain't nobody gonna make me shout

Ain't nobody gonna put me out

Ain't nobody gonna make me do

Like my sweet little Lisa does

Ain't nobody gonna make me sing

Make me do the wrong damn thing

I'm sinking my head in a cold cold stream

Like my sweet little Lisa do

I was hauling out of Dallas, got pulled over by a debutante

She was playing with her gearshift, I was being kinda nonchalant

Said she'd take me up to her room

Keep me following with the Lorna Doones

I got a sweet sugar mama gonna give me everything I want

'Cause ain't nobody gonna make me shout

Ain't nobody gonna put me out

Ain't nobody gonna make me do

Like my sweet little Lisa does

Ain't nobody gonna make me sing

Make me do the wrong damn thing

I'm sinking my head in a cold cold stream

Like my sweet little Lisa do