Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Rodney Crowell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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