Living room, passing time, talking trash, sipping wine,
I need something more substantial.
New deck of playing cards, I dont like to work this hard,
I think Ill have to cancel.
Im running out of time,
Im about to lose my mind.
I got the six,
Gimme your nine.
Slow hand on the clock, Im sitting here like a rock,
Im feeling so abnormal.
Pictures in the magazines, all my thoughts are so obscene.
Cover up that centerfold.
Im running out of time,
Im about to lose my mind.
I got the six,
Gimme your nine.
Look at this, what a pair, she wont let me touch her there,
Shes so discriminating.
This is weird, its time to blow, I just heard the rooster crow.
I guess Ill have to spank my monkey.
Im running out of time,
Im about to lose my mind.
I got the six,
Gimme your nine.
- ZZ Top lyrics
- Beer Drinkers & Hell Raisers
- Cheap Sunglasses
- Got Me Under Pressure
- Heard in on The X
- I’m Bad, I’m Nationwide
- If I Could Only Flag Her Down
- La Grange
- Mexican Blackbird
- Tush