If your man gets personal, want to have your fun If your man gets personal, want to have your fun Just come on back to Friar's Point, mama, and barrelhouse all night long
I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee I got womens in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee But my Friar's Point rider, now, hops all over me
I ain't gon' to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold I ain't gon' to state no color, but her front teeth is crowned with gold She got a mortgage on my body, now, lien on my soul
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side We can still barrelhouse, baby, 'cause it's on the river side
Now you can squeeze my lemon till the juice run down my... (Spoken: till the juice run down my leg, baby, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout) You can squeeze my lemon till the juice run down my leg (thats what Im talkin about now) But I'm goin' back to Friar's Point, if I be rockin' to my head
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