, some kinda woman Some kinda, some kinda woman You some kinda woman Kinda, some kinda woman You some kinda woman You, you some kinda woman You, you some kinda woman Some kinda woman
Translation: Traffic. Some Kinda Woman.
burning up inside You know that I'd give up anything I can't get enough when you get next to me Oh you, hey, some kinda woman You some kinda woman You
At the club they circle around some sex goddess like vultures Flashbulbs popping Like bees around their queen She is completely indifferent to all the commotion And orders some
got around to it So where's your wallet anyway?? And I said, "Nevermind Just help me to find some change" Now the lady at the window Is looking at me kinda
Then I crawl with the traffic and I choke on its fumes And fall on the face when I get to my room Southern comfort is killin' me I met a woman in Nashville
you had the winnin' lottery ticket? I need the kinda broad that they don't make The kind that know how to cook and communicate I just wanna be your super woman
five or six miles to the last of the street lamps And hunkered in the curb side dusk Holding out my thumb In no great hope at the ramshackle procession of home bound traffic
Mmm, I'm really diggin' your lips But be careful where you walkin' when you swingin' them hips I'm kinda concerned you'll be causin' a crash? With your traffic
, I'm jumpin on the highway Mad traffic and shit, because it was a friday I check my rearview, lookin right behind me Girls in the bm, lookin kinda fine
'm jumpin' on the highway, mad traffic and shit Because it was a Friday, I check my rear view, lookin' right behind me Girls in the BM, lookin' kinda
beast Got me on some, fuck the large, fuck the fed coats Fuck the judges, cause they don't give two shits about us Black man, woman and child, how were
