The girl
In the red dress
Has mismatched shoes
But she wants to look good
For you, baby
Maybe she ain't no blonde or brunette
Or fiery like a redhead
But she'll fill the bed
With her heart and soul
And open her ******* in the parking way
The walking way is her stormy house
Visit her, my brother
She wants your poise
I want your hugs
She needs it enough to be heard