Honey In The Jar

Now that you're barefoot baby

Now that you're housebound no longer

Now that you're kicking off your boots and pushing the

darkness down

With the creamy naked feet

And the dust between your toes

And you're cooking up the tar to see how far it goes

Now that you're barefoot baby

Now that you're housebound no longer

Buckle up

Around the red leather belt

Around the thin white thighs

Buckle up

Around the red leather belt

Around the thin white thighs

Get it all fired up

To stumble into town

All loose and bootless

And pushing the darkness down

Nothing but flesh is upon your feet

And you're cooking up the tar in the dusty street

And all the males are waiting in the penetrating sun

With the cool heat of the rain

That was never meant to come

To wash across the earth

To run across to the ground

To wash up what you've lost and washed away

Buckle up

Around the red leather belt

Around the thin white thighs

Buckle up

Around the red leather belt

Around the thin white thighs

Take it away!

Getting all fired up

To stumble into town

All loose and bootless

And pushing the darkness down

Nothing but flesh is upon your feet

And you're cooking up the tar in the dusty street

And all the guys are waiting in the penetrating sun

With the cool heat of the rain

That was never meant to come

To wash across the earth

To run across to the ground

To wash up what you've lost and washed away

Wash it all all away

Yeh, wash away

Wash it all away

Buckle up

Around the red leather belt

Around the thin white thighs

Buckle up

Around the red leather belt

Around the thin white thighs

Buckle up

Around the big leather belt

Around the thin white thighs

Buckle up

Around the red leather belt

Around the thin white thighs