Down Home Girl — текст песни (Rolling Stones)

Lord I swear the perfume you wear
Was made out of turnip greens
And everytime I kiss you girl
It tastes like pork and beans
Even though you`re wearin` them
Citified high heels
I can tell by your giant step
You been walkin` through the cotton fields
Oh, you`re so down home girl

Everytime you monkey child
You take my breath away
And everytime you move like that
I gotta get down and pray
Don`t you know that dress of yours
Was made out of fiberglass
And everytime you move like that
I gotta go to Sunday mass
Oh, you`re so down home girl

Oh, you`re so down home girl

I`m gonna take you to the muddy river
And push you in
Just to watch the water roll on
Down your velvet skin
I`m gonna take you back to New Orleans
Down in Dixieland
I`m gonna watch you do the second line
With an umbrella in your hand
Oh, you`re so down home girl

I`m with ya baby
You`re so down home
Ow! Yeah, too much
Outta sight
You`re so down home girl