She had a skeeter hog tattoo on her hip A taste of musky time on her lips All the men gather round but they understand She's a hoochie woman I'm a smoochie man
Had a quite of taste of moonshine Said it made her feel fine And baby when I'm in this kind of mood I can dance all night And she pulled me into a wall I was moving like a man in a trance
Hoochie woman, smoochie man I'm a smoochie man
We were cooking some crawdads They were boiling in the pot Then she threw in her can of cayenne Said let's make these little daddy's hot That's the way it is When you're living in a swamp land
Hoochie woman, smoochie man That's the way it is Living in a swamp land Hoochie woman, smoochie man Smoochie man Hoochie womanTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
