Nashville Wimmin

If it wasn’t for the powder and the fine tooth comb
If it wasn’t for the powder, the paint and the fine tooth comb
You know the Nashville women might as well stay home, yeah
If the blues was booze I’d stay drunk all the time
If the blues was booze you know I’d stay drunk all the time
Hanging out with the boys and drinking you off of my mind
(hook it)
Going down to the alley to see what I can find
Going down the Prinner’s Alley gonna look around and see what I can find
Let some long time woman take me home and blow my mind
With a longed girl you sure don’t have to talk
Long legged good lookin' thing you don’t have to talk
I can tell that you’re from Nashville
A boogie, woogie, wiggle in your walk
Lookie here now
Is Jerry Lee The Killer per say
And honey I want you to get down
All the way down
One time for me
See that horses/cowboys singers can do it too
(boogity, boogity, boogity)
With a longed girl you sure don’t have to talk
Long legged good lookin' thing you don’t have to talk
I can tell that you’re from Nashville
A boogie, woogie, wiggle in your walk
When you’re bad you’re bad
And when you’re good, best I ever seen