(Hmm, hum, hum) Ah, she keeps me moanin', groanin' Hey, because I feel so good, feel real good Why can't nobody love me like my baby does? Young girl turned out to be two times Quite the woman that I thought she was Oh she keeps me moanin', groanin' Hey,

I like dirt, I like dirt Some come up and some come young Live to love and give good tongue Sit down, get down in the sun Rocket to the woman is on the one Well, I like dirt, well, I like dirt, well, I like dirt Live in a dream Some come slow and

'Cause I'm a man, woman Don't always think before I do A greater force I answer to Like a brutal autumn sun It dawns on me, what have I done? Saying sorry ain't as good as saying why But it buys me a little more time Lost in the moment for a second time

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

I got some good friends that live down the street Got a good looking woman with her arms 'round me Here in a small town, where it feels like home It's the weight that you carry from the the things that you think you want I've got everything I need and

He don't like that He wants his life back He wants to go back home Poor guy that man John Thomas His woman truly was a devil And she wasn't all that honest She tore him down on every level You're a no good lazy motherfucker Gotta a shit job you worthless

Pretty woman, give your smile to me Pretty woman, walking down the street Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth No one can look as good as you Pretty woman, won't you pardon me? Pretty woman, I

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to