Streaplers - Sweet Little Lisa Lyrics

(Sweet Little Lisa)
(Sweet Little Lisa)

Well the works whistle blew
At a half past five o'clock.
I saw the red light at the corner,
Man I never tried to stop.
I got pulled over by a man in blue,
He said what the hell you're tryin'a do?
So I told him 'bout my baby
And he let me go, thanks a lot.

I got invited to a party
At a high class Hollywood pool.
There were women all around me,
Man I began to drool.
I weighed the evidence in hand,
I said girls you got to understand.
Since I met my baby
I've been living by the golden rule.

Oh there ain't nobody gonna make me shout.
Ain't nobody gonna put me out.
Ain't nobody gonna make me do
Like my sweet little Lisa does.
Oh there ain't nobody gonna make me sing.

Make me do the wrong damn thing.
Sticking my head in a cold cold stream,
Like my sweet little lisa do.




I was pulling out of Dallas,
Got pulled over by a debutante.
(Sweet Little Lisa)
She was playing with her keys,
I was acting kinda nonchalant.
She said she'd take me up to her room,
And keep me?
I've got a sweet sugar mama
Give me everything I want.

Oh there ain't nobody gonna make me shout.
Ain't nobody gonna put me out.
Ain't nobody gonna make me do
Like my sweet little Lisa does.
Oh there ain't nobody gonna make me sing.
Make me do the wrong damn thing.
Sticking my head in a cold, cold stream,
Like my sweet little lisa do.

Oh there ain't nobody gonna make me shout.
Ain't nobody gonna put me out.
Ain't nobody gonna make me do
Like my sweet little Lisa does.
Oh there ain't nobody gonna make me sing.

Make me do the wrong damn thing.
Sticking my head in a cold, cold stream,
Like my sweet little lisa do.