You can tell by the look in her eyes Sexy down the runway Take a picture on the runway Look at her Shawty knows she's the shit She's like the devil in disguise When she's on the runway Walkin' down the runway

She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does And she aches just like a woman But she breaks just like a little girl Nobody feels any pain Tonight as I stand inside the rain Ev’rybody knows That Baby’s got new clothes But lately I see her ribbons and

Any minute the 5 o'clock crowd will be coming Taps'll be flowing with beer The cigarette smoke is soon to be risin' And at 5:30 Clancy gets here She knows all their faces, she's practically And that why they're loyal and true They'll pay their tabs, and

Girl you're just amazing Singing oh yea I'm loving that, the way she makes me feel Singing oh yea she's so rad, this is just unreal And all around the world I've never seen a girl that makes me crazy baby 'Cause she knows that I'm falling fast I know

Any minute the 5 o'clock crowd will be coming Taps'll be flowing with beer The cigarette smoke is soon to be risin' And at 5:30 Clancy gets here She knows all their faces, she's practically And that why they're loyal and true They'll pay their tabs, and

So we love how she fit inna the clothes With the fat piece of twingy twanga exposed (God Knows) Gal model and gal no stop pose Cause you naw drop off like Mikey J's nose (It shows) Top gal and me well want a doe so come on Baby girl it's time to get

And I don't care what they say about you baby They don't know what you've been through Nobody knows the way that I know her, said She got a bad reputation Trust me, I could be the one to treat you like a lady Let me see what's underneath, all I need is

Whose rock? They call it 'Lover's rock' To make lover's rock You must know a place you can kiss Everybody knows it's a crying shame But nobody knows the poor baby's name When she forgot that thing that she had You must treat your lover girl right If you

Runnin' wild and solo Just as fast as thing goes, boy Give me some more She's my little rock star, man she knows it She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', now She ain't into wine and dinin' Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty Turnin' this

Everybody says she's lookin' good And the lady knows it's understood I know a thing or two about her I know she'll only make you cry She'll let you walk the street beside her But when she wants she'll pass you by She wears her satins like a lady She gets