12/8 time seemed to her to be some sort of of crime With the handcuffs and the clubs coming down on me She said rock 'n roll give her nothing but bad dreams
So she my funeral and left me for dead A single corpse in a bed But now she's standing on my front
She goes knock, knock, knock, Knock, knock, knock,
She come at my door Now she knockin' at my door Now her key it fit I'm not let her in
Now she come knockin' at my Now she knockin' at my door 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 give her that
But she all there And her ain't as sexy as her underwear Her stomach ain't big enough I To eat up all the mean words that she
She gonna try to quiet 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 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 come a knock-knock, 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