Jailbait

 

Intro

 

Tur-Bo

Yo, take a look at that, actiní all giddy,

thinkiní that she grown because she show a pair a titties,

ya pretty but a pity, you donít know whatcha doiní

and I can guess from how you dress your reputation is screwiní

who the hell are you fooliní

see you drooliní over Kev, like you want sex with no rubbers

but you look stupid when your crack is hanginí out like a plumber,

donít try to wonder why my smile trembled into a frown,

because your weariní so much make-up you resemble a clown

donít get loud, but Iíma tell why ya style donít work

unless you purposely intending to unbutton ya shirt

to flirt with pervz who wonít pretend to see what under your skirt

with that in mind find me later, persuasion is over,

but you can make a reservation, try again when you older,

but if you wish to be persistent and insist that ya bolder

than stop by Friday night during time Iím not sober

jusí kiddiní

 

Chorus

You want it now, you gotta wait

cuz in my town youíre know as Jailbait,

go tell the cops this was a mistake

you think your hot, to us your jailbait.

 

YKC

Why you even try girl, you know you too dumb

Too young, you come and try and get you some

I got 2 words for ya, date and rape

I ainít tryin to be the one on the run from the jake

Like uma be hidin all up in other states

Thereís no me and you this need to be erased

Wait a couple more years I mean

Wasnít just last week your sweet 16

You play your part but somethings missing

Youíre immature but you ainít listening

My wristí bling, you know I got money

You got body lookin like you 20

But ya ainít right, actin all funny

Thatís why your eyeís tearin, nose all runny

Iím telling ya, just wait till youíre legal

Then in the sequel maybe Iíll see you

 

Chorus

You want it now, you gotta wait

cuz in my town youíre know as Jailbait,

go tell the cops this was a mistake

you think your hot, to us your jailbait.

 

The 23rd Stallion

If you flaunt it, Iíma take it

If you shake it, Iíma spank it,

in the car or the bar or my house youíll be naked

no way in hell you could fake it,

your legs be shaking when I touch you where itís sacred

I maybe mistaken

Taken back by age, turn the page,

back to, when she had her clothes on

put them draws on, I think my songs on

you need a ride home, call daddy on the phone

with ya celly and tell him that my last name ainít Kelly

friends start to ask about the hickies on ya belly

had to stop her when she busted out the jelly

like some freak, dropping Stal dinner off every week

precious time ya waistiní, now I need a replacement

Teeny bopper, not proper, go cry on a shoulder

when you older, come holla, holla, holla

at the show stoppa, stoppa

weíll discuss it over vodka, ha, ha

 

Chorus

You want it now, you gotta wait

cuz in my town youíre know as Jailbait,

go tell the cops this was a mistake

you think your hot, to us your jailbait.

857, 857 Music Publishing © 2012