written for a gal that i loved with all of hy heart and sole. she didn't seem to share the emotions that i had for her, so i decided to write/produce a song for her to show her just how much i loved her, and would be there when the hard rain came, a
written for a gal that i loved with all of hy heart and sole. she didn't seem to share the emotions that i had for her, so i decided to write/produce a song for her to show her just how much i loved her, and would be there when the hard rain came, and the wind blew her down.. i did this thing on my four track, mixed it up, gave it to her with a few candy roses, and she didnt like it much at all.
i didn't mean to hurt you, baby..
but it just worked out that way..
come on back, babe, and let me love you
all around the world..
i wanna put my hand in your pants,
i wanna slip my tounge into your crest..
come on and show me all the things that you just never showed me before..
let me stick my pickle in your jar, baby baby
let me stick my pickle in your jar..
this ain't no dill pickle, this is the shit..
so come on, take your pants off,
and let me get inside of it..
pickle in your jar, baby baby..
pickle, baby, in your jar..
this ain't no dill pickle, this is the shit..
so take off your pants, and let me stick it in your pit..