I met a foxy lady down in New Orleans
Finest little woman that I ever did see
When I asked her �Baby, what do you do for fun�
She said �You look young enough to be my son�
People sing it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It made me feel real bad, but I did not buy it
I just came right on out with this funky reply
I said �I may be young, but would you rather me be old
My money is still green and my love is made of gold�
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She said �Come on little daddy, come go with me
I wanna see your golden love
Without the money, I wanna find out
Just what you're made of�
Went to her apartment way across town
Sure was a long way to go just to get down
My hands began to tremble once we got inside
She looked at me and smiled and said:
�So you wanna ride?�
She took me by the hand and lead me to the boat
We flipped a coin to see who would stroke
Heads! I won so so I took the oar
Then I run it on until she she couldn't stand it no more
Come on sing it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When we got through sailing and couldn't sail no more
She said �I've never been loved like this before
If anybody asks you who destroyed all your pride
Some golden lover did it, yes he did
And he sure knows how to ride�
Ride, ride, ride
Your sailing days are over
I done cleaned up this town
Done blown your cover
Don't mess with the golden lover
Don't you want to ride with me baby
Don't you want to ride
source: Songteksten.nl
Language: english