My Gal

Now, my gal don't like them, red, red roses

She don't like perfume

Now, my gal ain't got no fancy notions

She just likes to make love all night and sleep all afternoon

Now, my gal don't drive no Cadillac car

She's got no place to go

She's just undecided, fake it trough the day

The night time is the right time, you know

Night time is the right time, you know

She can't sing and she can't dance

She can't walk too well

She can't cook and she can't sew

But boy she can sure raise Hell

My my my, she sure gets high

My my my my my

My my my, she sure gets high

My my my my my

My my my, she sure gets high

My my my my my

My my my, she sure gets high

My my my my my

My my my, she sure gets high

My my my my my