She's got legs, she knows how to use them She never begs, she knows how to choose them She's holdin' legs, wonderin' how to feel them Would you get behind
This world has up and gone crazy I'm out here working trying to make it Girl, it's so rough in this city There ain't no resting for the weary So baby
Ohh you're divine Ohh ahh ohh you're divine Ohh, oh ohh did I tell you you're divine? Ohh ahh ohh oh ohh did I ever, when you were alive? Did it hurt
The painted faces congregate In the mating season The second hopes, they go alone In no rush to reason And there's a fountain And a scimitar Shaped yellow
HOG LEG Like Stee Moanin' Ludlow Rap a tee take a man and send my own Just then my harr harr Take a send and tell it take no dess Hog Leg-and hog Force
LONG LEGGED GUITAR PICKIN' MAN (Marshall Grant) « © '67 Perkins Publishing » Well I'm gonna start out walkin' just you wait and see Uh
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(I'm not cheating) Oooh, oooh Everything is dinky doo Everything you do You, the king of la-di-da Pretty very out far Never oversits, he understands
Yes, I've got me a big legged woman, that solid rocks my soul Yes, I've got me a big legged woman, that solid rocks my soul And every time she turns the
Well take me to my car now But the car won't go Try to get next to you baby Ain't got no place to go Taste better than a t-bone steak Excitement on the
I'm gonna wait for the moment to come I'm gonna wait till we all stop from running Boxed in like candles, polar bear pride Turning to terror as the script
Raise up, baby, get your big leg offa mine Raise up, baby, get your big leg offa mine They're so heavy, make a good man change his mind I asked you,
Like a trip in luxury A little ship with you and me We won the lottery We sail on silver into the sunset And we'll live to be a hundred A kiss between
She's got legs She knows how to use them She never begs She knows how to choose them She's holdin' legs Wonderin' how to feel them Would you get behind
She's got legs She's got legs, she knows how to use them She never begs, she knows how to choose them She's holdin' legs, wonderin' how to feel them
Do you think I should? 'Cause I think I could Get my fingers down your throat at the same time That I cut you with a very long, very sharp knife Come