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 youre wearin them
Citified high heels
I can tell by your giant step
You been walkin through the cotton fields
Oh, youre 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
Dont you know that dress of yours
Was made out of fiberglass
And everytime you move like that
I gotta go to Sunday mass
Oh, youre so down home girl
Oh, youre so down home girl
Im gonna take you to the muddy river
And push you in
Just to watch the water roll on
Down your velvet skin
Im gonna take you back to New Orleans
Down in Dixieland
Im gonna watch you do the second line
With an umbrella in your hand
Oh, youre so down home girl
Im with ya baby
Youre so down home
Ow! Yeah, too much
Outta sight
Youre so down home girl
[ Down Home Girl Lyrics ]