Goodness Gracious - Jim Bianco

Goodness gracious

Spaghetti straps upon a

Marinara dress stiletto heels

A cross across your chest

Come on in, you sure look pretty

The sheets are clean but the mind is dirty

Straight from my lips

Goodness gracious

How love is blind

It’s deaf and dumb and

Crippled and unkind

If you show me yours

I will show you mine

Turn around

Cut a man some slack

I didn’t drag you here to tickle your back

Straight from my lips

Goodness gracious