My Gal

Now, my gal don't like them, red, red roses She don't like perfume Now, my gal ain't got no fancy notions She just likes to make love all night and sleep all afternoon Now, my gal don't drive no Cadillac car She's got no place to go She's just undecided, fake it trough the day The night time is the right time, you know Night time is the right time, you know She can't sing and she can't dance She can't walk too well She can't cook and she can't sew But boy she can sure raise Hell My my my, she sure gets high My my my my my My my my, she sure gets high My my my my my My my my, she sure gets high My my my my my My my my, she sure gets high My my my my my My my my, she sure gets high My my my my my