Lyrics Loudon Wainwright III

Loudon Wainwright III

Just A John

I'm like my daddy I'm much the same

He loved to play that cheatin' game

Takin' my mother for a ride

Always havin' something on the side

After some scotches, some wine and some beers

Daddy'd come clean and he'd cry real tars

He'd beg forgiveness swear he'd behave

No longer king, he became her knave

You know that Woody Guthrie said it son

"The are more pretty girls than one"

Woody Allen he did it boy

Sowin' some seeds can destroy

I'm a catalyst I'm a contentious bone

Happy to break up your unhappy home

And with this weakness for the weaker sex

A look's a hook, a smile's a hex

Long legs beneath a short tight skirt

You just deserve your just dessert

Lipstick nail polish the paint is bait

To make a fella wanna pollinate

Resist temptation if you can

But the ocean always washes over castles made out of sand

And in the jungle you never say no

To her come hither you must go

Some dudes choose booze smack or crack

Other guys lose it all at the race track

Bu the ladies' man he's the biggest fool

He's a stooge, he's a chump, he's a tool

At her service eager to pleas

Lots of us got this dread disease

You might be thinkin' you're some kinda Don Juan

But in the end my friend you're just a John