Long Brown Hair
She had long brown hair
All down her breast
Made me think about my future
Made me think about my past
She was so pretty
As pretty as can be
And I thought:
"My god, why shouldn't it be me?"
Her skin was tight, her manner was free
She gave me that look that seemed to say:
"Hey you, look at me!"
Her smile was crooked and good
As she sucked her Capri
And I thought:
"My god, why shouldn't it be me?"
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon god
Why shouldn't it be me?
Her body was free!
Don't tell me what's proper
Anyone can see
I wasn't even her first, so don't blame it on me
She was so pretty, as pretty as can be
And I thought:
"My god, why shouldn't it be me?"
Oh c'mon, just this once, lord!
Why shouldn't it be me?
Her body was free!
You know what the bible says?
I'll tell you what it says
It says:
"Don't put a stumbling block in front of someone who can't see
Don't put a beautiful body in front of someone who's hungry,"
She was so pretty
As pretty as can be
And I thought:
"My god, why shouldn't it be me?"
C'mon lord, why shouldn't it be me?