Allison Moorer

Dont you look pretty
Dressed to the nines
Comfortably sitting
On your gold mine
Blood red and blonde
Lipstick and curls
A high-heeled don juan
Come to mess up my world
All of the ladies
Are watching their backs
The boys thinking maybe
They might stand a chance
Bet every bar you walk ins the same
They dont know who you are
But they sure know your name
Hey jezebel leave mine alone
Aint no bombshell wrecking my home