A coupla differences from domestic line dancing, at least to me, one, not near as much junk in the trunk and, two, these folks dance better.
Fixer has said he and Mrs. F would like to retire in France. In this video I see several reasons why, although I have a disturbing visual of a dancing F-Man in a cowboy hat and shitkicker attire. Nothing a bottle or two of Clorox' finest won't cure.
Whoever did the title of the video either can't spell for shit in English or has a sense of humor. Heh.
If I was Staggerwing plane
A Staggerwing painted red
I'd fly over to your house, baby
Buzz you in your bed
If I was a Taperwing
A Taperwing painted blue
I'd be barrel-rolling over you
You're gonna need a rider anyhow
Let me be your rider now
If I was a Maserati
A red 300s
I'd ride around to your house, baby
Give you a driving test
If I was a Mustang racer
White with a stripe of blue
You could ride me, baby
Whenever you wanted to
You're gonna need a rider anyhow
Let me be your rider now
If I was a Fender guitar
A Fender painted red
You could play me, darlin'
Until your fingers bled
If I was one of them Gibsons
Like a '58 or '9
You could plug me in
And play me anytime
You're gonna need a rider anyhow
Let me be your rider now
If I was a motorcycle
A Vincent red Rapide
I'd ride around to your house, baby
Get you up to speed
If I was a short track racer
I'd be an Indian
You could ride me around
And ride me round again
You're gonna need a rider anyhow
Let me be your rider now
You're gonna need a rider anyhow
Let me be your rider now
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