Alma Cook - Hypocrite lyrics

[Chorus:] One, going two, going three, going four... He'll give you the world, what could you want more? The kid turned five, now she pushing 5'6" and So content to wear a crucifix [Verse 1:] See, oh, consent is where the ruling is And those hell-bent on refuting got a hell of a job proving it They'll keep it coming with the questions, so answer them: "What you ever do to get a boy that handsome?" Go on, tell 'em about your bright mind Tell 'em about the long walks in the nighttime Tell 'em how you live it up how a guy like Tell 'em how you only give it up when the time's right Or better yet, tell 'em any given time's right; Take a laser to that Puritan eyesight And I even heard a couple words of the four-syllable kind might Break you off a piece of that limelight [Chorus:] It's like one, going two, going three, going four... He'll give you the world, what could you want more? The kid turned five, now she pushing 5'6" and Still content to wear a crucifix [Verse 2:] Until presented with what the truth is You're probably gonna keep sitting down and settling for a crude myth "Lighten up, get tact, get prudence"— Please, wrap your head around the fact I'm not trying to be rude, Miss It's just not my style To lean back, have a laugh at a girl gone wild Or a religion gone mild— I said religion gone mild Say what you will, but I won't side with 'em; You can't speak truth without calling out the system I won't have the devil thinking that his work is done Up in your bedroom, calling out something like [Chorus:] One, two, three, going four... I'll give you the world, what could you want more? The kid turned five, now she pushing 5'6" and So content to be a hypocrite