Good Egg

Woo Hoo
Woo Hoo
Woo Hoo
He bakes all my cakes
And he brings me gin at dawn
My man knows I'm right
Even when I'm wrong
He looks good with his shirt off
Even better with it on
And when I'm feeling down and out
He cures me with his song
And I can bring him home to Mama
And I don't even have to beg
He's just my kind and he's just my style
He's a real good egg.
Woo Hoo
Woo Hoo
Woo Hoo
You know, I don't have to worry about him telling me no
lies And he ain't looking at nobody else cause he's blind in
Both eyes
He likes to wear his cowboy boots even at Sunday mass
And when my man he kisses me it's like a
Firecracker blast
Yeah when he throws his arms around my waist I get a
Shiver right down my leg
Well he's just my kind and he's just my style
He's a real good egg
Woo Hoo
Woo Hoo
Woo Hoo
But when he's gone you know I can't sleep at night
When he's gone, every day turns black as night
I ain't feeling alright
Well honey won't you come and turn on my light
Have you seen those coal gray eyes, just burning up in his head
Have you seen those big strong arms you know they
Carry me off to bed
And he don't have to do nothing more except everything
I just said
He's just my kind and he's just my style
He's a real
Oh he's a real
I said he's a real good egg