12/8 time seemed to her to be some sort of life of With the handcuffs and the billy clubs down on me She said 'n roll don't give her nothing but bad dreams
So she planned my and left me for dead A single in a double bed But now standing on my front porch
She knock, knock, knock, knock Knock, knock, knock,
She come knockin' at my Now she come knockin' at my Now her key it fit I'm not let her in
Now she come knockin' at my Now she come knockin' at my Now her key it fit I'm not let her in
Well, would you at here She's got a bottle and her fancy clothes And a in her hair Well, she ain't bad-lookin' and I'll her that
But she ain't all And her body ain't as sexy as her Her ain't big enough I suppose To eat up all the words that she spoke
She gonna try to ring but the doorbell's broke She have to knock, knock, knock, I said You're 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 come 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 of my chinny-chin-chin Would I ever consider to to let you in