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I think I'm gonna' go a-clubbin' tonight,
I think that I'm a-gonna' start me a fight.
Babe, I don't know when I'm coming home,
But I can promise you, you gonna' be a-sleepin' alone!
I think that I will have me some fun,
Girlie don't stop now, the party's only just a-begun.
Come on, little lady, stay with me, please!
I swear to you, you're to be down on your knees!
Heya, hot damnit, don't be sore!
I try to promise I won't a-be a-skeazin' no more.
Heya, my baby, don't you cry!
I swear to god I'll be with you 'til the day you a-die!
I think that I will have me some fun,
Girlie don't stop now, the party's only just a-begun.
Come on, little lady, stay with me, please!
I swear to you, you're to be down on your knees!
You know that I'm a gentleman,
So I'll treat you like a lady, the best that I can!
I'd tip this hat to you, if I could,
But I feel you're comin' onto me, like I knew you would!
Now, I've got this pleasure tidal wave,
And it's telling me it's my time to misbehave!
Late, late at night, when I'm drunk and stoned,
I'll be callin' you from a po-lice tele-phone.
I'll tell you to come get me outta' jail,
And you'll scream at me and yell like a bat outta' Hell!
I think that I will have me some fun,
Girlie don't stop now, the party's only just a-begun.
Come on, little lady, stay with me, please!
I swear to you, you're to be down on your knees!
You know that I'm a gentleman,
So I'll treat you like a lady, the best that I can!
I'd tip this hat to you, if I could,
But I feel you're comin' onto me, like I knew you would!
Now, I've got this pleasure tidal wave,
And it's telling me it's my time to misbehave!
(crazy awesome old-school guitar solo)
Well, now you know what I do at night,
So what, who cares, I'm still all right!
I'd tip this hat to you, if I could,
But you're runnin' away, this a-time for good!
Well, now you know what I do at night,
So what, who cares, I'm still all right!
I'd tip this hat to you, if I could,
But you're runnin' away, this a-time for good!
Well, NOW YOU KNOW what I do in the night,
(no instruments) So what, who CARES?! I'm still just fine.
(instruments burst in)If you are smart, you'll stay outta' sight,
'cause I feel I'm in the mood to get myself in a fight.
I'd tip this Pink Fedora, if I could,
But you left me alone, and I still feel good.
 Narxes · Sat Jun 20, 2009 @ 08:19pm · 3 Comments |
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