Rolling Stones - Down Home Girl Lyrics
(leiber/butler)Lord I swear the perfume you wearWas made out of turnip greensAnd everytime I kiss you girlIt tastes like pork and beansEven though youre wearin themCitified high heelsI can tell by your giant stepYou been walkin through the cotton fieldsOh, youre so down home girlEverytime you monkey childYou take my breath awayAnd everytime you move like thatI gotta get down and prayDont you know that dress of yoursWas made out of fiberglassAnd everytime you move like thatI gotta go to sunday massOh, youre so down home girlOh, youre so down home girlIm gonna take you to the muddy riverAnd push you inJust to watch the water roll onDown your velvet skinIm gonna take you back to new orleansDown in dixielandIm gonna watch you do the second lineWith an umbrella in your handOh, youre so down home girlIm with ya babyYoure so down homeOw! yeah, too muchOutta sightYoure so down home girl