Custard Pie - L.A. Guns

Ooh, ya, drop down, baby, let’s go to sleep, yeah

Drop down, mama, lay down, just dream of me Well, my mama allow me I fool around all night long

Well, I may look like I’m crazy

I should know right from wrong

See me comin', throw your man out the door

Ain’t no stranger, done been this way before

See me comin', mama, throw your man out the door

I ain’t no stranger, I been this way before

Put on your night shirt and your morning gown

You know by night I’m gonna shake 'em down

Put on your night shirt

Mama, and your morning gown

Well, you know by night I’m

Surely gonna shake 'em down

Shake it, shake it Ooh, your custard pie, yeah, sweet and nice

When you cut it, mama, save me a slice

Your custard pie, yeah

I declare, it’s sweet and nice

Like your custard pie

When you cut it, mama

Mama, please save me a slice… oh Chew on a piece of your custard pie

Chew on a piece of your custard pie

Chew on a piece of your custard pie

Chew on a piece of your custard pie

Drop down

Drop down

Drop down

Drop down

Drop down, yeah

Drop down

Drop down

Chew on a piece of your custard pie