She got a stainless steel liver - make any man quiver
The way she drink that Thunderbird wine
She got her feet up on the table and she's naked to the neighbor
Oh I wish she was a friend of mine
If that ain't enough, Lord, she plays the guitar
Just like Mississippi John Hurt
The rows start to bump the feet start to pump
My heart jumped right outta my shirt

CHORUS:
Better get it while you can
I believe this girl is ready
Well you call yourself a man (boy)
You better be steady
Pull your socks up to your chin
Jump right in

You better get it while you can
Well that whiskey's kinda soothin'
So my feets start to movin'
And I strolls on up to say hi
But the floor is full of razors
And her eyes are just like lasers
Oooh my tongue feels like a piece of pie
So after choking on my spirit
(that's what you get for getting near it)
She start talking like a telephone
Then she raps her arms around me
Them arms they like to drown me
This girl she know about the flesh and bone

REPEAT CHORUS

You're gonna be old and shrivelled up some day
Yeah...