Sweet Little Lisa Lyrics - Singles - The Notorious Cherry Bombs

Well, the works whistle blew 

At a half past five o'clock 

I saw the red light on the corner 

But man I never tried to stop 

I got pulled over by a man in blue 

He said, "What you thinking you're tryin'a do?" 

I told him 'bout my baby 

And he let me go, thanks a lot 

I got invited to a party 

At a high class Hollywood pool 

There were women all around 

And man, I began to drool 

I weighed the evidence in hand 

I said, "Girls you got to understand" 

Since I met my, baby 

I've been living by the golden rule 

Ain't nobody gonna make me shout 

Ain't nobody gonna put me out 

Ain't nobody gonna make me do 

Like my sweet little Lisa does 

Ain't nobody gonna make me sing 

And make me do the wrong damn thing 

Sticking my head in a cold, cold stream 

Like my sweet little Lisa does 

I was pulling out of Dallas 

Got pulled over by a debutante 

And she was playing with her keys 

She thought I was acting kinda nonchalant 

She said she'd take me up to her room 

And keep me [Incomprehensible] 

I've got a sweet sugar mama 

Come on give me everything I want 

Ain't nobody gonna make me shout 

Ain't nobody gonna put me out 

Ain't nobody gonna make me do 

Like my sweet little Lisa does 

Ain't nobody gonna make me sing 

And make me do the wrong damn thing 

Sticking my head in a cold, cold stream 

Like my sweet little Lisa does 

I'm sticking my head in a cold, cold stream 

Like my sweet little Lisa does