Good Egg

Woo Hoo
 Woo Hoo
 Woo Hoo
 He bakes all my cakes
 And he brings me gin at dawn
 My man knows I'm right
 Even when I'm wrong
 He looks good with his shirt off
 Even better with it on
 And when I'm feeling down and out
 He cures me with his song
 And I can bring him home to Mama
 And I don't even have to beg
 He's just my kind and he's just my style
 He's a real good egg.
 Woo Hoo
 Woo Hoo
 Woo Hoo
 You know, I don't have to worry about him telling me no
 lies And he ain't looking at nobody else cause he's blind in
 Both eyes
 He likes to wear his cowboy boots even at Sunday mass
 And when my man he kisses me it's like a
 Firecracker blast
 Yeah when he throws his arms around my waist I get a
 Shiver right down my leg
 Well he's just my kind and he's just my style
 He's a real good egg
 Woo Hoo
 Woo Hoo
 Woo Hoo
 But when he's gone you know I can't sleep at night
 When he's gone, every day turns black as night
 I ain't feeling alright
 Well honey won't you come and turn on my light
 Have you seen those coal gray eyes, just burning up in his head
 Have you seen those big strong arms you know they
 Carry me off to bed
 And he don't have to do nothing more except everything
 I just said
 He's just my kind and he's just my style
 He's a real
 Oh he's a real
 I said he's a real good egg