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letra de rub-a-dub - chris acker

[verse 1]
she’s standing at the window in her underwear
shootin’ at roosters, pins in her hair
she’ll bare back ride a carousel
always buys from the bottom of the shelf
her mattress on the floor is made for one
she’s making it for two any night i come on
before she lets me in her sheets
she sends me to the kitchen to boil my feet

[chorus]
i don’t know what i say but she treat
me like a virgin on judgement day
and she don’t think i’ll stay
she just rides beside me, sends me on my way

[verse 2]
drives me around in her boat on land
moves just like a surfboard riding on sand
white dyed mirrors, big ben sheets
buckle to buckle ain’t much of a reach
she took me to a yard sale, i didn’t care
so stuck a tag on me and she left me there
win right after so to plead said baby baby baby
you can have me for free
[chorus]
i don’t know what i say but she treat
me like a virgin on judgement day
and she don’t think i’ll stay
she just rides beside me, sends me on my way

[instrumental]

[verse 3]
well perversions are persuasive and fantasies fine
and she meets most of them before daylight
she moves like a mop when sitting on top
and i’m sitting on her lap just trynna get a top
rubbin’s broke so there’s biscuits in the pan
and her gravy don’t come from a can
she puts bubbles in a claw foot tub and say
rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub dub dub dub

[chorus]
i don’t know what i say but she treat
me like a virgin on judgement day
and she don’t think i’ll stay
she just rides beside me, sends me on my way

- chris acker

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