The Cookie Jar

The Cookie Jar

I've got a sweet tooth just driving me mad
for a sweet little cookie I ain't never had.
She a whole lot of woman from head to toe
talk about heaven but won't let me go.

(chorus)
She wanna give me a ride but she won't go far spin me round I don't know who I are
She wanna tell me how good them cookies are but she keep a lid on the cookie jar...cookie jar.

She don't need no ribbons no lace no bows
a long legged woman she a desert rose.
She can shake and bake she can knock me flat
with them tight fittin jeans N cowgal hat.

Chorus

Well I may beating them same old drums
but a man can't live on cookie crumbs.
She wanna tell me how good them cookies are
but she keep a lid on the cookie jar.
She wanna tell me how good them cookies are
but she keep a lid on the cookie jar cookie jar...
cookie Jar


Copyright 2008
Steven Stone