Saturday Night Confession

Duration

3:01

Genres

Spoken Word/Perf. Poetry

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Lyrics

SATURDAY NIGHT CONFESSIONS It was the sultry side of Saturday night when passion's brewing up heat. There was a long-neck begging me to take a swig and a girl I was dying to meet. So I shuffled through the crowd and fin'lly made it to the floor. And there she was. At last I found what I was looking for. Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom...Wiggle...Wiggle. I said, “Let's dance.” Her eyes replied she wasn't scoping me. So I danced in such a way that all my jewelry she could see. It caught her eye and then I saw her start to dance my way. I got the feeling that this chick had something more to say. Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom...Wiggle...Wiggle She said,”I know that you are trying to make me think you're rich. You need to know right now mista, I'm no material #/@#! I wear tight clothes, short skirts, and pumps, but honey even so That doesn't give you guys the right to think that I'm some 'ho'.” It was my thought right then perhaps that this girl might be great. I had to turn this thing around before it was too late. I said,”I guess it's true, to catch our eyes you must wear sexy clothes. And I confess my eyes have focused on your thigh-high hose. But level now with me my dear – about this thing with money. If you don't think we have it, then you won't give us no honey.” Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom...Wiggle...Wiggle (Music) She said.”Okay, let's call a truce. So both sides are at fault. Let's not get in that rut my dear. Let's bring that to a halt.” And so the night went on for us, though at first we were annoyed. We now remember fondly that first dance that we enjoyed. Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom...Wiggle...Wiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom. Jiggle-wiggle-wiggle-jiggle Chicka-Boom-Boom You know – she doesn't wear the though-highs anymore. What's up with that? © by Summeoyo