White Clean And Neat Lyrics

Thirteenth day of August '54 I was five years old Depending where you're counting from Mama didn't tell me what was going abroad No tales of things to come Daddy, daddy come home in the evening with the burdens of the day Pat Boone might come along and take Daddy's blues away Mama might take Daddy's head into her hands Soothe awhile, soothe awhile, touch the boy inside the man Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long, long way from the streets Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long, long way from the streets Miss Debbie Reynolds promised someone out there always to obey [Sugar, sugar, white, clean and neat] And there was no one better qualified to cry awhile, cry awhile Not quite like Mr Johnny Ray [Sugar, sugar, white, clean and neat] [Sugar, sugar, white, clean and neat] Beneath her skirts [etc repeated] Baby, don't you want me no more? Don't you want me no more? Oh yeah - talk to me Down at the juke joint, back at the drive-in movie show Moondog made one more white boy sanctify Out on the streets, the red hot streets, old heroes fell And I screamed my name with pride Beneath her skirts [etc repeated] Hey, baby - don't you want me baby? Don't you want me no more?