Songtext von Americocaine

Alone all day, layin' with a toy She don't care much for playing with the boys Her finger twirls in her golden locks She must have got lost lookin' for the jack-in-the-box Mister, Mister Bates He ain't no, no relation Mister, Mister Bates (Just let your fingers) fingers do the walkin' Powder cake body ticklin' your fancy Nobody home sure comes in handy I see, crack me a smile, twink your little eye I know it's time, she better stop or she'll go blind Mister, Mister Bates He ain't no, no relation Mister, Mister Bates (Just let your fingers) fingers do the walkin' Mister, Mister Bates He ain't no, no relation Mister, Mister Bates He ain't no, no relation Mister, Mister Bates He ain't no, no relation Mister, Mister Bates (Just let your fingers) just let your sticky fingers do the walkin'