?
No.
She's down. I think I just saw what
she had for breakfast as she rolled on the ground.
Is she drunk on rum?
No, looks more like champagne
Lord, wouldn't daddy be
so proud of his little
hurricane?
Is she dancing?
No, looks more like soft porn I'm
thinking if that fella plays his cards
That's right,
you might see the crack of dawn
We're all her friends
Looks like they've
all jumped ship
They give her enough to
lick her up and army
Then they give her the slip
Well, I don't want to
seem old -fashioned
And I'm not saying I don't like a drink
But you should curb your
dancefloor passion
And the lack of underwear
needs a rethink
Oh, the singer sees it all,
the singer sees it all, the singer sees it all
I know him, yeah,
and that's not his wife
The bull is taking time out of the pasture with a new cow in his life,
oo h and it's not pretty, I see where he's got his hand
He's lucky that her lady purse just
covers his golden wedding band
Ooh, she likes him
Oh, woman,
where's your pride?
The guy looks like a mile of unpaved road
And you're his pothole on the side
Go easy,
Mama, I think you two need a room
There's a party in
his pants and you're invited
Where did you park your
broom?
Well, I don't want to
seem unsympathetic
To the needs of senior citizens like you
But stuff gets out of hand now if you let it
And old people shouldn't
play no peek -a -boo
The singer sees it all
The singer sees it all
The singer sees it all
It's like a fishbowl
And you're all naughty, naughty fish
And I read every dirty little secret,
every zip, bust, and wish
You're watching me,
and I'm watching you
I see it all and keep my big mouth shut,
but I enjoy the view
The singer sees it all, the singer sees it all,
the singer sees it all
you