You Turn Me On - Bonus Track
Yeah, I swore off love, I swore off women
Devoted my life to huntin' and fishin'
I'd never be anybody else's lovesick fool
It ain't cool
I'd spend all my spare time fixin' up
That old rusted up pick-up truck
In no time at all, I'd have it lookin' like brand new, then you
Flipped the switch on my dumaflache
Played my piano like Liberace
I let down my guard
And my heart was good as gone, so long
Yeah, you cranked my tractor, you flicked my bic
Woman, you tripped the trigger on my thingamajig
Can't explain how you done it
But, honey, you turn me on
(Wow)
Your love done all the takin', I done all the givin'
I threw up my hands, said, "The heck with it"
I shut down my heart, locked it up and pulled the fuse
Before it blew
All my emotions were disconnected
No sign of a spark could be detected
I had nobody so I had nothing to lose
Then you
Flipped the switch on my dumaflache
Played my piano like Liberace
I let down my guard
And my heart was good as gone, so long
Yeah, you cranked my tractor, you flicked my bic
Woman, you tripped the trigger on my thingamajig
Can't explain how you done it
But, honey, you turn me on
Yeah, you cranked my tractor, you flick my bic
Woman you tripped the trigger on my thing-a-majig
Can't explain how you done it
But, honey, you turn me on
I can't handle that, baby
You better slow down
Devoted my life to huntin' and fishin'
I'd never be anybody else's lovesick fool
It ain't cool
I'd spend all my spare time fixin' up
That old rusted up pick-up truck
In no time at all, I'd have it lookin' like brand new, then you
Flipped the switch on my dumaflache
Played my piano like Liberace
I let down my guard
And my heart was good as gone, so long
Yeah, you cranked my tractor, you flicked my bic
Woman, you tripped the trigger on my thingamajig
Can't explain how you done it
But, honey, you turn me on
(Wow)
Your love done all the takin', I done all the givin'
I threw up my hands, said, "The heck with it"
I shut down my heart, locked it up and pulled the fuse
Before it blew
All my emotions were disconnected
No sign of a spark could be detected
I had nobody so I had nothing to lose
Then you
Flipped the switch on my dumaflache
Played my piano like Liberace
I let down my guard
And my heart was good as gone, so long
Yeah, you cranked my tractor, you flicked my bic
Woman, you tripped the trigger on my thingamajig
Can't explain how you done it
But, honey, you turn me on
Yeah, you cranked my tractor, you flick my bic
Woman you tripped the trigger on my thing-a-majig
Can't explain how you done it
But, honey, you turn me on
I can't handle that, baby
You better slow down
Credits
Writer(s): Billy Lawson
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