If your man gets personal, want to have your fun
If your man gets personal, want to have your fun
Just come on back to Friar´s Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee
But my Friar´s Point rider, now, hops all over me
I ain´t gon´ to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold
I ain´t gon´ to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body, now, lien on my soul
Lord, I´m goin´ to Rosedale, gon´ take my rider by my side
Lord, I´m goin´ to Rosedale, gon´ take my rider by my side
We can still barrelhouse, baby, ´cause it´s on the river side
Now you can squeeze my lemon till the juice run down my...
[Spoken:] till the juice run down my leg, baby, you know what I´m talkin´ ´bout
You can squeeze my lemon till the juice run down my leg
(that´s what I´m talkin´ about now)
But I´m goin´ back to Friar´s Point, if I be rockin´ to my head