Revvin’ up the engine, listen to her howlin’ roar
Metal under tension, begging you to touch and go
Highway to the danger zone
Ride into the danger zone
Then one night Pappy took widow Norton out on a jamboree
When he brought her home at sun-up
Brother Norton raised his gun up
And he chased Pappy up in the tree.
Sunny day, everthing’s A-okay.
I want to be a part of B.A.
Buenos Aires–Big Apple.
Apples peaches pumpkin pie
Who’s afraid to holler I?
Movin’ to the country,
gonna eat a lot of peaches
I’m going up the country, babe, don’t you wanna go?
I’m going up the country, babe, don’t you wanna go?
I’m going to some place where I’ve never been before.
Goin’ where the climate suits my clothes.
Her long blonde hair
hanging down around her knees
All the cats who dig striptease
praying for a little breeze
Please see if her hair hangs long
If it rolls and flows all down her breast
Please see for me if her hair’s hanging long
For that’s the way I remember her best.
Almost cut my hair, it happened just the other day.
It’s getting’ kinda long, I coulda said it wasn’t in my way.
But I didn’t and I wonder why, I feel like letting my freak flag fly,
Cause I feel like I owe it to someone.
Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair.
Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen.
Her hair is Harlow gold
Her lips are sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She got Bette Davis eyes
Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again.
She signs no contract
but she always plays the game.
If I promise you the Moon and the stars, would you believe it?
Games people play in the middle of the night
Whatever gets you through the night 'salright, 'salright
I’m alright
Don’t nobody worry 'bout me
You got to gimme a fight
Why don’t ya just let me be?
Saturday night’s all right for fightin’.
Why’s this fussing and a-fighting?
I want to know, Lord, I want to know
The truth is kept secret, it’s swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love
Where’s the love, y’all, come on (I don’t know)