Foghat - Shirley Jean lyrics

Price / Peverett - Knee Trembler Music - ASCAP Well I was sittin' in a smokey room, band playin' rock and roll, Everybody burnin', yearnin' for some alcohol. I got up to buy the wine, when I saw Shirley Jean, Powdering her nose, posin' like a movie queen. Shirley Jean, sweet little seventeen, Shirley Jean, she's a lovin' machine. I tried to give her a sign, but she was too high to see, Sittin' and starin', carin' not a thing for me. Woo! Sweet little Shirley Jean, sure lookin' good to me, Jet black stockings, rockin' to the bebop beat. Tell by the way she was actin', musta' had a whole lot to hide, She's got a whole lotta lovin', all bottled up inside. Woo! {Rod - Slide Solo - Nick - Piano Solo} I ain't goin to say a word, can't find a word to say, You ain't gonna get me, let me tell you right away. I gave up and wandered out, when I saw the reason why, Hugging little Shirley, a curly headed honey pie. Shirley Jean, sweet little seventeen Shirley Jean, sweet little lovin' machine, well Shirley Jean, sweet little seventeen, Shirley Jean, she's a lovin' machine. Well, Shirley Jean, sweet little seventeen, Shirley Jean, she's a lovin' machine. Yeah, well, Shirley Jean! Let me grease your machine! Let me check your oil. Woo! Sure looks good to me!