She got me with her looks She got me with her stare Bright blue eyes and her long blond hair From the start it was easy to see This was the girl for me Who cares if she was 83?
She could make me silent, she could make me shout And she drove me wild with those dentures out When we ate, people said we were rude Because I had to pre-chew her food
Her skin was saggy, so was the rest I put my hand up her skirt and I felt her breast We made love, and the more I thrust The more the room was covered in dust Room was covered in dust
Then one day I felt a chill As I woke up from my bed She was lying there real still My little lady was already dead
The wake happened on a Saturday night I just sat there and bowed my head A little girl was on my right Crying because her Grandma was dead And that little girl, she got me with her looks Got me with her tears Feminine beauty beyond her years From the start it was easy to see That was the girl for me Who cares if she was only three?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
