Smith and Pyle - Spankin' | Текст песни

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• Smith and Pyle
• Spankin'

I hope you’re in jail
Or in a hospital bed
Cause it you’re well and good
You’d be better off dead
You got no manners
If your momma were alive
She’d bend you over knee
And put a hurt on your behind
You need a spankin
You need a clue
As to how to treat a lady
When she gives herself to you
So don’t eat the biscuits
If you only want the gravy
There’s girls, there’s women
And ladies
Baby what are you building
Who do you love
How are you livin
Are you good with God above
Don’t you forget your momma
The life she lived by you
Respect a lady
Find a girl to be your fool
Hey, heys
Chorus
You get to packin
Kiss goodbye, my love
Touch my butt
Draw back a nub
Tailgait party’s over
Closin up and movin on
Park my good lovin
Out on someone else’s lawn
Chorus

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