Slow Guilt Trot

Little darling, beautiful

give me the buttons from your dress

climb down from that dirty bed

and I will kiss you, I guess

Never have I felt such a thought

from the wicked side I am taught

In my life I've been furfill in my home

Oh I am scared to the bone

Little darling, waitin' on me

heaven hounds my heart

I came on over to you, girl

an' well you tore me apart

Yes, I know what it must look like

with my knees knocking like they are

in the streets to the bed I'm looking

girl, get in the car.

Can't you see the old school on me

The devil and I flirt

go out and back and fetch a hickory switch boy

I'm gonna hit and make it hurt

Come on girl with your basement eye

Come on girl with your judgment nigh,

I'm too cold and young to be left alone

Oh I am scared to the bone

Yes I know what it must look like

With my knees knockin' like they are

From the streets to the bed, yeh I'm lookin'

Girl, get in the car.