(music & lyrics: Floyd Rose and K.J.)
She was just sixteen, she was so sweet and clean
she walked just like she know where she`d been.
She set my blood on fire, I said Are you for hire?
That`s when she turned on me and screamed:
That ain`t no way to treat a lady,
that ain`t no way to treat a lady.
She had a Southern smile, had a New York style,
I couldn`t let her get away.
She was the girl of my dreams,
and because I was mean, I had to listen to her say
I had to have her bad, but she left me mad;
that ain`t the way it should be.
I`m gonna find that girl, take her around the world,
I`m gonna love her `till she screams...