歌詞

It's getting late and you wanna drive it home But nothin' here to see A few of the young bucks looking for an easy stay Whiskers on their chins Then he glides in, all shinin' A diamond in his smile He's the kind of guy that'll make you eggs And cook 'em up real nice When you need the one who will deliver it You know you've got to call Mr Experience There is no questioning the satisfaction with Someone so confident, Mr Experience When the morning sun rose across his face It looks like apple pie Soft chin, sunken eyes and thinning hair He always turns you on He likes to remind you He always satisfies All those years he's got under his belt No way to deny When you need the one who will deliver it You know you've got to call Mr Experience There is no questioning the satisfaction with Someone so confident, Mr Experience When you need the one who will deliver it You know you've got to call Mr Experience There is no questioning the satisfaction with Someone so confident, Mr Experience Mr Experience He will deliver it Mr Experience He will deliver it Mr Experience He will deliver it Mr Experience He will deliver it Mr Experience He will deliver it
Writer(s): Benjamin Ross Waples Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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