It's a chemical attraction I just can't slide by
Every time I look into my baby's eyes
I'm helpless, so helpless, so I surrender
There's a visual attraction and she's branded my soul 

I done ran into my baby
And fin'lly found my old blue jean.
I done ran into my baby
And fin'lly found my old blue jean.
Well, I could tell that they was mine
From the oil and the gasoline. 

Black fly buzzin', buzzin' around
Black fly flyin' from town to town
Black fly lookin' around and around
What's he gonna do when he finds her? 

Red, red lips
Swivelin' hips
Movin' in some new blue jeans
Shufflin' sweet right with that beat
She can really shake that thing 

If you see me walkin' down the line
With my fav'rite honky tonk in mind,
Well, I'll be here around suppertime
With my can of dinner and a bunch of fine. 

(Billy Gibbons)
I know you wanna be my bedroom thang,
But you're much too young.
You're the finest thing i've ever seen.
You just wanna have fun. 

A nine volt battery from japan
It's got the beat
A little tape deck in my hand
It's so so sweet 

No, baby, tell me why don't you?
Well, now, baby, tell me why don't you?
Aw, baby, tell me why don't you? 

Everybody knows what it's all about
Pretty thing jumpin' all around
Shakin' your money-maker now
Take it off and take me down 

Deep in the south of texas
Not so long ago,
There on a crowded island
In the gulf of mexico 

See that girl with the red dress on,
She can do it all night long,
She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
I know a girl that likes to flirt,
She can do it in a mini skirt.
She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
Ain't it a shame when a girl goes bad,
It's enough to drive you mad. 

Jump, jump here, jump, jump there,
Jump, jump, baby, everywhere.
Don't you mellow down easy,
Babe, you got to mellow down easy.
Don't you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy.
Don't you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy, babe.
Don't you mellow down easy.
Got to mellow down easy.
Don't you mellow down easy.
Mellow down easy when you really wanna blow your top. 

(Billy Gibbons, Bill Ham)
Got to have you baby,
Don't you say that you don't care.
Got to have you baby,
Don't you say that you don't care. 

(Gibbons, Hill, Beard)
Somebody breathin' down my neck
While I'm tryin' to roll the bones
I don't care I'll just float a check
Cause I'm feelin' my gamblin' Jones
Here come seven, gimme eleven come again
Love to hideout where I am my own best friend 

(Gibbons, Hill, Beard)
When you're driving down the highway at night
And you're feelin' that wild turkey's bite
Don't give Johnny Walker a ride
Cause Jack Black is right by your side
You might get taken to the jailhouse and find
You've been arrested for driving while blind 

Old 61's my number on the highway
I'm turning up the v's on the airways
I'm tuned into some bad-ass transactions
It's the only way to get my satisfaction 

Is it you again outside,
Just banging on the front door?
You say you had enough,
Now you're coming' back for more,
But that's alright.
I said that that's alright.
I may not want to admit it,
I'm just a fool for your stockings I believe. 

What, what, what chu you want?
My thing is a real fine thing
It's a thing it's a real fine thing
It ain't broke, it don't need a fix 

A hundred thousand dollars
Wouldn't touch the price I paid
Of the hundred thousand moments
Of the times I wish I'd stayed.
But even if I had all the time and money,
It's still the same old news.
Nothin' does you any good
When you got 2000 blues. 

(Billy Gibbons)
Well, I'm tryin', yes I'm tryin just to get a line on you
Where you been?
But I'm havin' trouble puttin' a find on you
I'm wearin' thin
Somebody else been shaking your tree.
Supposed to saving all that stuff for me.