Jimmie Rodgers - What's It? lyrics
[Jimmie Rodgers - What's It? lyrics]
I've got a gal oh, what a gal
She weights two hundred pounds
But she is just my kind of gal
The best one I have found can she pet?
Oh, how she pets why, each night in the park
I take my cornfed mama out
And neck where it is dark
Oh, she takes her little what's
It where she goes
Her little funny what's it always shows
But when she struts down the street
Het little what's it can't be beat
Cause she's not too fat she's not too thin
But where she sticks out she should cave in
She takes her little what's it where she goes
And her what's it never grows
But when she struts right down the street
Her little what's it can't be beat
But she's my gal
My dog-faced gal from Nashville, Tennessee
Oh she has feet
And oh, what feet, she wears a number nine
Her feet are big and she is strong
This dog-faced gal of mine and when we go
We always go to places she likes best
I walk a while then she sit's down
To let her what's it rest
She weights two hundred pounds
But she is just my kind of gal
The best one I have found can she pet?
Oh, how she pets why, each night in the park
I take my cornfed mama out
And neck where it is dark
Oh, she takes her little what's
It where she goes
Her little funny what's it always shows
But when she struts down the street
Het little what's it can't be beat
Cause she's not too fat she's not too thin
But where she sticks out she should cave in
She takes her little what's it where she goes
And her what's it never grows
But when she struts right down the street
Her little what's it can't be beat
But she's my gal
My dog-faced gal from Nashville, Tennessee
Oh she has feet
And oh, what feet, she wears a number nine
Her feet are big and she is strong
This dog-faced gal of mine and when we go
We always go to places she likes best
I walk a while then she sit's down
To let her what's it rest