Letra de If Six Was Eight

Locked up and frocked up below Into what we know Tied up and fried up and told When I'm like a lowing flow My butterflies sweet And much to fast And to late If six was eight And philandering oh today, yeah But if six was eight Six was eight Oh, no nah nah Dressed up for the bus stop No show But it's no joke Your henpecked a dialect and go go But so slow My butterflies sweet And much to fast And to late If six was eight And philandering oh today, yeah But if six was eight Six was eight Oh, Ohh If six was eight If six was eight If six was eight If six was eight, Ohh If six was eight, Ohh If six was eight, Wohoho If six was eight, Wohoho If six was eight