Sex And Gasoline
So much beauty, abs and tush
Swoop down on you like a burnin' bush
Pop religion, bullwhip thin
Says you ain't nothing but the shape you're in
Oh, come on now girl, genuflect nude magazine
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
19 candles adorn your cake
Life's simple pleasures is a chance you take
Here's the skinny, indulge the urge
Sometime later, you can binge and purge
Oh, come on now girl, we both know what I mean
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
You're pushing 30, why, you old hag?
Here's something dirty for your shopping bag
You spend the money, here's the deal
We'll do our best to mend your sex appeal
Oh, come on now girl, the process is routine
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
You're over 40, that's it for you
I'm pretty sure there's nothing else that we can do
Perhaps the convent, perhaps the knife
You coulda, shoulda, woulda been a rich man's wife
Oh, come on old girl, Lolita in her prime was yet 13
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
Tired ol' story, sad but true
We mama's boys have got it in for you
Our faults are many, virtues nil
We never loved you and we never will
Oh, come on now girl, it's time we both come clean
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
From the first grade princess to the last homecoming queen
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
Oh, yes, and your mother's world ran on sex and gasoline
Swoop down on you like a burnin' bush
Pop religion, bullwhip thin
Says you ain't nothing but the shape you're in
Oh, come on now girl, genuflect nude magazine
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
19 candles adorn your cake
Life's simple pleasures is a chance you take
Here's the skinny, indulge the urge
Sometime later, you can binge and purge
Oh, come on now girl, we both know what I mean
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
You're pushing 30, why, you old hag?
Here's something dirty for your shopping bag
You spend the money, here's the deal
We'll do our best to mend your sex appeal
Oh, come on now girl, the process is routine
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
You're over 40, that's it for you
I'm pretty sure there's nothing else that we can do
Perhaps the convent, perhaps the knife
You coulda, shoulda, woulda been a rich man's wife
Oh, come on old girl, Lolita in her prime was yet 13
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
Tired ol' story, sad but true
We mama's boys have got it in for you
Our faults are many, virtues nil
We never loved you and we never will
Oh, come on now girl, it's time we both come clean
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
From the first grade princess to the last homecoming queen
This mean old world runs on sex and gasoline
Oh, yes, and your mother's world ran on sex and gasoline
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Writer(s): Rodney Crowell
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