I got a gal
she so wrong for me
I got a gal
she is so wrong for me
she so big
she so strong
she so deep
all night long
I got a gal
she so wrong for me
she got a smile
it so wrong for me
she got a smile
it so wrong for me
she so wild
she so dark
she got teeth
like a shark
she got smile
so scary
I got a gal
built like a shit brickhouse
I got a gal
built like a shit brickhouse
she so hard
she so mean
makes love like
a sex machine
I got a gal
make me scream and shout
I got a gal
sings me a love song
I got a gal
sings just one love song
makes me cry
makes me high
makes me shake
like an earthquake
what she does to me
got to be wrong
so wrong so wrong
so wrong so wrong
a perfect bride
for King Kong
I love blues, and this one is bluesy as it can get. I really love the swapping of words in the use of "shit brickhouse." There certainly is something scary about a woman built like that! I'm about to hire one back to manhandle me!
And there is a moral In your lyrics: Don't mess with the bride of King Kong.
This is a helluva lot more bluesy than my recent blues posting & I enjoyed it immensely. You can keep your gal, for I don't even want to have her as a pal...-e-
And there is a moral In your lyrics: Don't mess with the bride of King Kong.
Ron