Album: Sling Shot To Heaven (2014)

Long Legged Blonde Memphis

I didn't see you,
But you were there.
You were the apple of my eye.
Let's be a pair.
I didn't see you
Until I did.
You are lighting up this bar.

Come on, long-legged blonde.
You're the only girl for me.
Let's get along.

The name of the band was
Mustard rats.
You were drinking in a booth with uncle jack.
He ain't really related
We just call him that
'cause he gets wild when he gets wet.

Come on, long-legged blonde.
You're the only girl for me.
Let's get it on.
Come on, long-legged blonde.
You're the only girl for me.

You took first communion
From the same church my wife did.
And I've been lonesome as hell,
But baby, what's a good catholic girl
Doin' in those fishnets?
Lord, all my problems began
Many lives ago.

People could see you freakin' out.
You should tell 'em for yourself
What it's about.

Come on, long-legged blonde.
You're the only girl for me.
Oh, come on, long-legged blonde.
You're the only girl for me.

You took first communion
From the same church my wife did
And I've been lonesome as hell.