David Johansen And The Harry Smiths - Richland Woman lyrics

Gimme red lipstick and a bright purple rouge A shingle bob haircut and a shot of good boo' Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn 'Cause if you come too late, sweet mama will be gone Stop at the fashion shop, get the one that looks best Your own sweet mama wants a brand new dress Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn 'Cause if you come too late, sweet mama will be gone Red rooster said, "co*kle-doodle-do-do" The Richland woman said, "Any dude will do" Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn 'Cause if you come too late, sweet mama will be gone With a rosy red garter, pink hose on her feet With turkey red bloomer, with a rumble seat Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn 'Cause if you come too late, sweet mama will be gone Dress skirt cut high, the knee cut low Don't think I'm a sport, you keep on watchin' me go Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn 'Cause if you come too late, sweet mama will be gone Every Sunday mornin', church - watch me go My wings have sprouted out, the preacher told me so Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn 'Cause if you come too late, sweet mama will be gone Come on all young men, 'cause everything is sittin' right My husband's gone away till next Saturday night Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn 'Cause if you come too late, sweet mama will be gone