Is it you again outside, Just banging on the front door? You say you had enough, Now you're coming' back for more, But that's alright. I said that that's alright. I may not want to admit it, I'm just a fool for your stockings I believe.
Now I don't mind when you send money and bring your girlfriends with you, But how could one be so thoughtless to try and handle less than two? But that's alright. I said that that's alright, baby. I may not want to admit it, I'm just a fool for your stockings I believe.
Now I'm tellin' everybody It seems too good to be true: Sweet things can always get sweeter. I know mine did, how about you? Yes, it's alright. I said, yes it is, that's alright. I may not want to admit it, I'm just a fool for your stockings I believe.
Compositores: Billy F Gibbons (BMI), Frank Lee Beard (Beard Rube) (BMI), Joe Michael Hill (Hill Dusty) (BMI)Editor: Music Of Stage Three (BMI)Publicado em 2003 e lançado em 2004 (26/Jul)ECAD verificado obra #15480958 e fonograma #2225746 em 22/Abr/2024