Wilson Pickett - Mini-Skirt Minnie lyrics

Mini-skirt Minnie, lord have mercy, you're the baddest thing around Mini-skirt Minnie, huh, look what you're puttin' down, look here Now when you walk that walk, yeah baby, you know you look so fine When you talk that talk, oh child, you know you just drive men out of their minds You got me slippin' around, chippin' 'round, sneakin' 'round, peeepin' 'round Oh baby, ow! The taste of your love Mini-skirt Minnie, you know you really come on strong, yeah You got a hold on me chasin' after you, baby You've got the women cryin' & carryin' on, oh yeah You know you wear your dresses so high You stop the traffic when you walk by & the way you twist & carry on, you know what? You're gonna break up a lot of happy homes You got me slippin' around, chippin' 'round, sneakin' 'round, peeepin' 'round Oh baby, ow! The taste of your love Mini-skirt Minnie, yeah, you know I'm gonna pull your mini-skirt down, yeah Mini-skirt Minnie, yeah yeah, I dig what you're puttin' down, gone with your fancy A taste of your love, that's all I want; just a taste of your love, I've got to have it A taste of your love, child ... & fade