goodness gracious spaghetti straps upon a marinara dress stiletto heels a cross across your chest come on in, you sure look pretty the sheets are clean but the mind is dirty straight from my lips goodness gracious how love is blind it's deaf and dumb and crippled and unkind If you show me yours I will show you mine turn around cut a man some slack i didn't drag you here to tickle your back straight from my lips goodness gracious