Horny Lips - Alan Merrill

I met her in a Chinatown bar

Acting like a camped out movie star

Sipping Lime and Rum

Until the morning comes

They call her Horny Lips

Always at the chic-est place to be

She gets her face in High Society

Putting on the Ritz

All the gossip fits

Around Horny Lips

Horny Lips

Flicking her tongue

Horny Lips

Was told when she was young

To be a popular miss

You gotta know where to kiss those boys

She’s got the charm

To bust your bone

Even when she’s talking on the telephone

It’s all legs and hips

Once you come to grips

With those Horny Lips

Horny Lips

Jackboots and spurs

Horny lips

The gentlemen prefer

Some social register class

A piece of ass with the charm school poise

Horny Lips

Ah ah ah ah ah

Horny Lips!

Words & Music Alan Merrill, Terry Taylor