Need the right kind of lover, I mean the kind that’s tough to find. If you’ve got the conviction, sell it to me baby. Turn the key in the ignition. That pretty boy in the doorway, he ain’t for you in no way. You ask him to come; he’ll be already gone. Bet it all. Don’t you say I didn’t warn you baby.
Get you one who knows. Won’t steal your heart of gold. Get you one who knows how it goes. Get you one knows.
Stud will kick in a stall, when he’s all-nasty and all. Put a kiss on your face, just to see how you taste. I kind of like this friction. Here’s a bit of non-fiction. If he don’t come when you call, you’re down for a fall. Bet it all don’t you say I didn’t warn you baby.
Get you one who knows. Won’t steal your heart of gold. Get you one who knows how it goes. Get you one knows
Walks thru the door, there’s a spot on the floor where you lie. Kiss on your lips but his hands on hips they are tied. The boy’s thick as a brick gives you the short end of the stick and he’s gone. He does it all, does it all, does it all, does it all, does it all, does it all, does it all wrong.
He sets you up, just to knock you down. If he’s going to tease you baby why do want him around?
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