Song | Down Home Girl |
Artist | The Rolling Stones |
Album | The Rolling Stones No. 2 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Leiber/Butler Music:Leiber/Butler | |
Lord I swear the perfume you wear | |
Was made out of turnip greens | |
And everytime I kiss you girl | |
It tastes like pork and beans | |
Even though you're wearin' them | |
Citified high heels | |
I can tell by your giant step | |
You been walkin' through the cotton fields | |
Oh, you're so down home girl | |
Everytime you monkey child | |
You take my breath away | |
And everytime you move like that | |
I gotta get down and pray | |
Don't you know that dress of yours | |
Was made out of fiberglass? | |
And everytime you move like that | |
I gotta go to Sunday mass | |
Oh, you're so down home girl | |
Oh, you're so down home girl | |
I'm gonna take you to the muddy river | |
And push you in | |
Just to watch the water roll on | |
Down your velvet skin | |
I'm gonna take you back to New Orleans | |
Down in Dixieland | |
I'm gonna watch you do the second?? line | |
With an umbrella in your hand | |
Oh, you're so down home girl | |
I'm with ya baby | |
You're so down home | |
Ow! Yeah, too much | |
Outta sight | |
You're so down home girl |
Lyrics: Leiber Butler Music: Leiber Butler | |
Lord I swear the perfume you wear | |
Was made out of turnip greens | |
And everytime I kiss you girl | |
It tastes like pork and beans | |
Even though you' re wearin' them | |
Citified high heels | |
I can tell by your giant step | |
You been walkin' through the cotton fields | |
Oh, you' re so down home girl | |
Everytime you monkey child | |
You take my breath away | |
And everytime you move like that | |
I gotta get down and pray | |
Don' t you know that dress of yours | |
Was made out of fiberglass? | |
And everytime you move like that | |
I gotta go to Sunday mass | |
Oh, you' re so down home girl | |
Oh, you' re so down home girl | |
I' m gonna take you to the muddy river | |
And push you in | |
Just to watch the water roll on | |
Down your velvet skin | |
I' m gonna take you back to New Orleans | |
Down in Dixieland | |
I' m gonna watch you do the second?? line | |
With an umbrella in your hand | |
Oh, you' re so down home girl | |
I' m with ya baby | |
You' re so down home | |
Ow! Yeah, too much | |
Outta sight | |
You' re so down home girl |
Lyrics: Leiber Butler Music: Leiber Butler | |
Lord I swear the perfume you wear | |
Was made out of turnip greens | |
And everytime I kiss you girl | |
It tastes like pork and beans | |
Even though you' re wearin' them | |
Citified high heels | |
I can tell by your giant step | |
You been walkin' through the cotton fields | |
Oh, you' re so down home girl | |
Everytime you monkey child | |
You take my breath away | |
And everytime you move like that | |
I gotta get down and pray | |
Don' t you know that dress of yours | |
Was made out of fiberglass? | |
And everytime you move like that | |
I gotta go to Sunday mass | |
Oh, you' re so down home girl | |
Oh, you' re so down home girl | |
I' m gonna take you to the muddy river | |
And push you in | |
Just to watch the water roll on | |
Down your velvet skin | |
I' m gonna take you back to New Orleans | |
Down in Dixieland | |
I' m gonna watch you do the second?? line | |
With an umbrella in your hand | |
Oh, you' re so down home girl | |
I' m with ya baby | |
You' re so down home | |
Ow! Yeah, too much | |
Outta sight | |
You' re so down home girl |