Red Golashes

Now some people go for S&M
Some people don't play at all
But me and my Baby got something new
Well you can hear me call

Get on your Red Galoshes, Baby
And don't let me down
Get on your Red Galoshes, Baby
And let's get down, no, no, no
Get on your Red Galoshes, Baby
And we'll have a ball

Now some people bend over backwards
Some people go for broke
But when my Baby
Gets on her fireman boots
Well, I go up in smoke

Some people turn the lights down low
And some people do it in the hall
Some people like it
When their neighbors look in
And some don't get it at all

Get on your Red Galoshes, Baby
And don't let me down
Get on your Red Galoshes, Baby
And let's get down, no, no, no
Get on your Red Galoshes, Baby
And we'll have a ball

Now some people like their leather and lace
Some let their pets on the scene
Some people get it at the supermarket
And some only get it in their dreams

Get on your Red Galoshes, Baby
Don't you feed me no blues
Get on your Red Galoshes, Baby
I don't really need you
Get on your Red Galoshes, Baby
And we'll have a ball



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Schoellhorn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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