Shannon Rae

Little Black Dress
Like a flower, to a bee
Like a d comes , after c
Say your tough baby well I guess
But there ain’t no wicked like a little black dress
Eenie meenie, minee moe,
Catch a cowboy, by the toe
Or in this case, somethin’ sequined
Low cut of which I am speakin’
Turn a man, into a wreck
Quit his job and write bad checks
Diamond rings they do impress
But there ain’t no wicked like a little black dress
Charm that chicken right off the bone Turn your freight train down a dirt road Lights are on but you ain’t home
Boy she’s got your number
SOLO
Play your hand and stake your claim Black dress got you like a ball and chain Shuffle your deck but it’s her game
Boy she’s got your number
Love is love and all the rest
And this life is some kinda test
You cannot go from a to x
Can’t avoid that s-e-x
Watch out for the jabberwhomp
The road that leads right to that swamp You’re immune? Ha-ha, I guess
But there ain’t no wicked ,
There ain’t no wicked
There ain’t no wicked like a little black dress
Your lights are on but you ain’t home Boy she’s got your number