Wax Words - Only Twenty
Hangin’ round the marquis Cinema 3
Hot fudge treat comin’ down on me
X-rated satiated woman of the streets
Keeps the old timers on the edge of their seats
Too bad I’m only twenty
And too bad that it ain’t free
The judge says it’s gonna take another whole year
Before I can bring out the man in me
I got the strip show blues and I’m waitin’ at the door
The crowd is almost naked as she yells for more
But I ain’t even married, wouldn’t know what to do
With Miss Butterscotch Potato Chip Fifi La Rue
Too bad I’m only twenty
And too bad that it ain’t free
The man at the gate is as wise as can be
He can see through the sick little kid in me
Life on the farm wasn’t much fun
The preacher read his sermon every Sunday at one
Around two-thirty can’t believe what I see
It’s my own big sister sittin’ on his knee
Too bad I’m only twenty
And too bad that it ain’t free
The man at the gate is as wise as can be
He can see through the sick little kid in me
