She’s Daddy’s little princess, she ain’t got no fear at all Ain’t no trouble she can’t handle with a credit card call But she don’t even know it, ‘cause she ain’t from the dirt Most folks only notice that little yellow skirt
Well I’ll see her when she’s dancing, she’ll come gliding across the room Sidles up beside me, smelling of perfume She says she lost her ride and could I take her somewhere Invites me inside, but I can’t go there
It ain’t no good at home, so go on out and get it You’re out most every night now, come on just admit it She’s sittin’ there like fruit that’s been ripened on the vine And she’s watchin’ you get weaker almost every single time Thinking you might have something she could really need Something more than sensual that she ain’t ever seen So when she comes a callin’, you best get right down those stairs Come on off of that high horse, don’t tell me you can’t go there
What about those promises I made when I was young I don’t aspire to do the things that my Daddy might have done And is that the attraction, do I remind you of your pa? And you just gotta see those things your momma might of saw
I’ll see you when you shimmy, when you come sliding across the room And throw your arms around me a little bit too soon Thinking that tonight I might take you off somewhere Invite me deep inside but I can’t go there
Hell’s not just for sinners, no it’s right here for those saints Who can walk around avoiding all those lives that they could taint And don’t think I’m not humbled that you’d want a man like me But I’m still working on the sins of a youth that follows me
I’ll see you on the dance floor when that look comes to your eye You’re the type of appetite I could never satisfy So you can keep on calling, though it won’t go anywhere I know that you’ll beckon me, but I can’t go there