Big Smoke

Big smoke, built for speed and comfort |Great lines, nice foof du jour |Man best be loosen' up his tie ||Big Smoke eating maraschino cherries |You feel her groove and it hits to the bone |My knees get week my mouth gets dry ||And when those cowboy boots go walking |Big bucks and a big brass pole |It's time for big smoke to put a hurt on... ||And she's takin' it off ||Big smoke from a birthday suit |She's goin' all the way |Pretty pink in her cowboy boots |And she's takin' it off |Big smoke from a birthday suit |She's goin' all the way |Pretty pink in her cowboy boots |Well this sure ain't gonna take long |Makes a man think this has gotta be wrong |But she's takin' it off |Big smoke from a birthday suit |She's goin' all the way |Pretty pink in her cowboy boots |Well we can't believe our eyes |Two for one, tequilla sunrise |Big smoke takin' it off ||Yellow lips, drippin' like honey |Hypnotizing big brown eyes |A sailor's dream a blonde mirage ||We all say wow when you sing |We all say wow when you sing |It's time for big smoke to put a hurt on...|