(A Walkin', Talkin', Rockin' Pagan Goddess)
by Joe Credit of Sona
© 2002 SONA, used
Bass blues licks:
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1. She walks with the rhythm of the universe
You never know which part of her will get there first
Her doctor says she's 50 pounds overweight
But I say he's fulls of it, she looks just great
When I see her comin' I fall into a faint
And if I was Rueben she's the one that I would paint
CH: She's so shapely– so statuesque
Whole Buncha Lady, more of the best
When I talk about her, I just can't be modest
She's a genuine walkin' talkin' rockin' pagan goddess
2. Her body is theatrical as you can plainly see
She's got a roomy orchestra and classic balcony.
All the drama in between just puts me in a rage
and I can't wait to be the leading actor on her stage.
We can do rehearsals until we get it right
and then we'll play our Shakespeare until the morning light. (Ch)
(bridge): Now you can keep your super-models and Christy-clones
I just want a woman whose got meat upon her bones.
Now I have been around awhile and I have found
that sexy minds can come in bodies that are round. Wooo!
3. Well, she's a red hot mama and she's got some dangerous curves.
I'd like to go and tell her so, but I don't have the nerve.
Now I come from the country and I'm bringing you the news:
Out there the plumpest berries always have the sweetest juice.
She's sexy and she knows it-- the way she struts her stuff!
And if I ever get her there just won't be enough. (Ch)