12/8 time seemed to her to be sort of life of crime With the handcuffs and the clubs coming down on me She said rock 'n roll don't give her but bad dreams
So she planned my funeral and left me for A corpse in a double bed But now she's standing on my front
She goes knock, knock, knock, Knock, knock, knock,
She come at my door Now she come knockin' at my Now her key it fit I'm not let her in
Now she come at my door Now she come at my door Now her key it fit I'm not let her in
Well, would you look at She's got a bottle and her fancy clothes And a in her hair Well, she ain't and I'll give her that
But she all there And her body as sexy as her underwear Her ain't big enough I suppose To eat up all the mean words she spoke
She gonna try to ring but the doorbell's broke She have to knock, knock, knock, I said gonna knock, knock, knock, yeah
She knockin' at my door Now she come at my door Now her key it fit I'm not let her in
She come knockin' at my Now she knockin' at my door Now her key it fit I'm not let her in
She a knock-knock, let me in She a knock-knock, let me in She a knock-knock, let me in I no
She a knock-knock, let me in She a knock-knock, let me in She a knock-knock, please Oh,
No, no, no No, no, no No, no, no
Not by the hair of my Would I ever consider to to let you in