Wednesday, July 23, 2003

Long, Cool Woman in a Black Dress
Rockapella

Saturday night I was downtown, workin' for the FBI
Sitting in a nest of bad men,
Whiskey bottles piling high
A bootlegging boozer on the west side
Full of people who were doing wrong
I was just about to call up the DA man
When I heard this woman singing a song.

A pair of 45's made me open my eyes,
My temperature started to rise.
She was a -

Chorus
Long, cool woman in a black dress,
Just 5'9", beautiful, tall
Just one look, I was a bad mess
'Cause that long, cool woman had it all.

I saw her head up to the table,
Just a tall walking big, black cat,
Charlie said, "I sure hope that you're able, boy,
'Cause I'm telling you she knows where it's at."
Well, suddenly we heard the sirens
And everybody started to run,
Jumping out of doors and tables.
When I heard somebody shooting a gun.

Well the DA was pumping my left hand,
And she was holding my right.
I said, "Don't be scared, you're going to be spared,
Well, I'm gonna be forgiving
If I'm want to spend my living with a -

(Chorus)

Missy was fine, she blew my mind.
I think about her booty all the time.
She was a long, cool woman in a black dress...

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