alley-oop

Hey slim, how do you feel about getting married? We don’t have to wait forever, and you don’t have to know the answer right now (but if you wanted to I could let u know what it is…) We can alley-oop! My boots are alligator And you’re in pretty white gown We could look Hollywood; honeymoon I wish u could see what I’m seeing They’re throwing rice and they’re clapping for you! Hey slim, how do you feel about moving to the city? We don’t have to stay forever, and you don’t have to change for anybody else And I would ride for you, if it’s now or later I’m your little bloodhound (Rhinestones on my jeans) don’t raise your voice to make a scene, he was just playin’ I don’t see him the way I see you Well hey slim, I’m feeling lucky Wouldn’t mind if you called me up I promise it won’t take forever; We don’t have to stay on the phone for a long time I saw an alley-cat sleeping alone under your Pontiac I miss you bad