Lyrics Rodney Crowell

Rodney Crowell

Sex And Gasoline

So much beauty, abs and tush

Swoop down on you like a burnin' bush

Pop religion bullwhip thin

Says you ain't nothing but the shape you're in

Come on now girl, genuflect nude magazine

This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline

19 candles adorn your cake

Life's simple pleasures is a chance you take

So here's the skinny, indulge the urge

Then sometime later you can binge and purge

Come on little girl, we both know what I mean

This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline

You're pushing thirty, why you old hag

Here's something dirty for your shopping bag

You spend the money and here's the deal

We'll do our best to mend your sex appeal

Ah, come on dear girl, the process is routine

This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline

Your over forty, that's it for you

I'm pretty sure there's nothing else that we can do

Perhaps the convent, perhaps the knife

You woulda, coulda, shoulda been a rich man's wife

Come on old girl, Lolita in her prime was yet thirteen

This star crossed world runs on sex and gasoline

Tired ol' story, sad but true

We mama's boys have got it in for you

Our faults are many, our virtues nil

We never loved you and we never will

Ah, come on now girl, it's time we both come clean

This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline

From the first grade princess to the last homecoming queen

The star crossed world runs on sex and gasoline

The whole wide world runs on sex and gasoline

Oh yes and your momma's world ran on sex and gasoline