Lirik Lagu Mr. Right - Mickey Avalon
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Who that dude sleepin' with ya girlfriendGettin' nude and rude in your bedSame dude that your sister likeMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
Who that man in the black SedanWith two cheap hookers and a MexicanPumpin' white lines, sippin' warm Coors LightMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
Stab on the ave, on the back of green grassYoung teen on the scene, no future, no pastI don't know nothin' 'bout nothin' so don't ask nothin''Cause I only be talkin' out my ass
Somethin' smells fishy and I don't know whatBut I got a hunch it's your ladyI'm little bit country and a little bit punkI got a pistol named Sunny that whistles when he's rubbedThe wrong way, Mickey Avalon song playingStrippers so strip's up, entrees for Dante AlighieriI seen a better dayWine, and cheese, fine ladies, and lemonadeGettin' paid for rhymes like theseAnd I never even learned to say my ABC'sWith ADD I rock the beatLike AC/DC, deeds done cheep
Who that dude sleepin' with ya girlfriendGettin' nude and rude in your bedSame dude that your sister likeMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
Who that man in the black SedanWith two cheap hookers and a MexicanPumpin' white lines, sippin' warm Coors LightMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
Radio can't wait to play meFrom K-Rock in L.A. to rooftops in HaitiHey baby, he's Mr. WrongAnd maybe you should listen to the words in this songBird on a wire, your skirt's on fireNow please take a moment to admire my attireFresh white valleys and pink tube socksTight gray Levi's and shirts with polka dotsRolex watch but it's fakeGold gazelle glasses and a platinum chainBut it's fake, like your titsAnd your eyes, and your nose, and your lips, and your braidsThe glitz in LA got me ready to playAnytime, anyplace, anywhere, any dayEvery night on the Strip I slip and slideI'm that guy, call me Mr. Right
Who that dude sleepin' with ya girlfriendGettin' nude and rude in your bedSame dude that your sister likeMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
Who that man in the black SedanWith two cheap hookers and a MexicanPumpin' white lines, sippin' warm Coors LightMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
Who that man in the black SedanWith two cheap hookers and a MexicanPumpin' white lines, sippin' warm Coors LightMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
Stab on the ave, on the back of green grassYoung teen on the scene, no future, no pastI don't know nothin' 'bout nothin' so don't ask nothin''Cause I only be talkin' out my ass
Somethin' smells fishy and I don't know whatBut I got a hunch it's your ladyI'm little bit country and a little bit punkI got a pistol named Sunny that whistles when he's rubbedThe wrong way, Mickey Avalon song playingStrippers so strip's up, entrees for Dante AlighieriI seen a better dayWine, and cheese, fine ladies, and lemonadeGettin' paid for rhymes like theseAnd I never even learned to say my ABC'sWith ADD I rock the beatLike AC/DC, deeds done cheep
Who that dude sleepin' with ya girlfriendGettin' nude and rude in your bedSame dude that your sister likeMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
Who that man in the black SedanWith two cheap hookers and a MexicanPumpin' white lines, sippin' warm Coors LightMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
Radio can't wait to play meFrom K-Rock in L.A. to rooftops in HaitiHey baby, he's Mr. WrongAnd maybe you should listen to the words in this songBird on a wire, your skirt's on fireNow please take a moment to admire my attireFresh white valleys and pink tube socksTight gray Levi's and shirts with polka dotsRolex watch but it's fakeGold gazelle glasses and a platinum chainBut it's fake, like your titsAnd your eyes, and your nose, and your lips, and your braidsThe glitz in LA got me ready to playAnytime, anyplace, anywhere, any dayEvery night on the Strip I slip and slideI'm that guy, call me Mr. Right
Who that dude sleepin' with ya girlfriendGettin' nude and rude in your bedSame dude that your sister likeMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
Who that man in the black SedanWith two cheap hookers and a MexicanPumpin' white lines, sippin' warm Coors LightMickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right
