Married Gal

Hey come on baby
You see my candle's lit
Innocence won't save me
So let's abandon it

I know, I know, I know
You're not dead
No you're not dead
No you're not dead

All you Southern ladies
Keep your heads on tight
All your sinner's babies
Keep your engines right

Mama told me, she told me
Not to mess around
Not to mess around
Not to mess around

You got black eyes
A black heart
You got black lungs
You make a devil proud
You make a devil proud
You make a devil proud

You've got bottles of babes
Under your arms and in the arcade
It's a sticky could
It's a sticky cloud
And it's making the world go 'round

And I know, I know, I know
Not to mess around
I'm a married gal
Well I'm a married gal, gal

Know just when to fake it
But you can open wide
Keep the kernels naked
Pop 'em up just right