Текст (слова) песни: Rolling Stones - Down Home Girl
Lord I swear the perfume you wear Was made out of turnip greens And everytime I kiss you girl It tastes like pork and beans Even though you`re wearin` them Citified high heels I can tell by your giant step You been walkin` through the cotton fields Oh, you`re so down home girl
Everytime you monkey child You take my breath away And everytime you move like that I gotta get down and pray Don`t you know that dress of yours Was made out of fiberglass And everytime you move like that I gotta go to Sunday mass Oh, you`re so down home girl
Oh, you`re so down home girl
I`m gonna take you to the muddy river And push you in Just to watch the water roll on Down your velvet skin I`m gonna take you back to New Orleans Down in Dixieland I`m gonna watch you do the second line With an umbrella in your hand Oh, you`re so down home girl
I`m with ya baby You`re so down home Ow! Yeah, too much Outta sight You`re so down home girl
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