Goodness Gracious

goodness gracious 
spaghetti straps upon a 
marinara dress stiletto heels 
a cross across your chest 

come on in, you sure look pretty 
the sheets are clean but the mind is dirty 
straight from my lips 
goodness gracious 

how love is blind 
it's deaf and dumb and 
crippled and unkind 
If you show me yours 
I will show you mine 

turn around 
cut a man some slack 
i didn't drag you here to tickle your back 
straight from my lips 
goodness gracious