MATING CALL
(Ben Friedman)
CIGAR STORE INDIANS (DEEP SOUTH, 1998)

Hey sit right down, let me fix you a big strong drink now
Be a good girl, and say you'll have three
What's that? your words are gettin' jumbled
She tries to get up, but ooh, she kinda stumbles
Smilin' real big, as she leans on me

Well it's her mating call
When she says, ooh i think i'm gettin' drunk ya'll
That's why tonight, they're all on me
And no complaining here
When she says, ooh good god i've had too much beer
It means we'll be rollin' between them sheets

Oh no, don't get uneasy
Good god girl, i don't think you're sleazy
Let's have a big toast to your southern ways
What's that? your mama was my teacher
Oh and your daddy is my preacher
Suddenly i feel like it's judgement day

Well it's her mating call
When she says, ooh i think i'm gettin' drunk ya'll
That's why tonight, they're all on me
And no complaining here
When she says, ooh good god i've had too much beer
It means we'll be rollin' between them sheets

Well it's her mating call
When she says, ooh i think i'm gettin' drunk ya'll
That's why tonight, they're all on me
And no complaining here
When she says, ooh good god i've had too much beer
It means we'll be rollin' between them sheets

Well it's her mating call
Yeah it's her mating call
Well it's her mating call
When she starts drinkin' with me