Clownin' Lyrics

-- Fred Tackett, Paul Barrere 

Now you got the style attitde so well and proper 
Your etiquette's a cut above the rest 
You got the kind of walk sets them heads a turnin' 
My heart's burnin' yearnin' for your best 
How 'bout for a while ya give this boy a tumble 
Do the rhumba you know what I mean 
Ya throw me a smile something to remember just one time 
I'm down here on my knees 
  
Won't you please stop your teasin' 
Ya know you got no reason 
To be clownin' with my heart 
Can't you see what you're doin' with your recipe for ruin 
Got me drownin' no it's tearin' me apart 
Before I'd ever let you see me cryin' 
I'd eat boiled owl, girl if I'm lyin I'm dyin' -- I'm gonna walk 
  
Well you set that choir on fire every Sunday mornin' 
The way you sashay into church 
All the brothers and the sisters down in that amen corner 
Roll their eyes in disbelief at your short skirts 
Oh man, you shook their chakras 
You got their zodiacs so outta whack 
It's apocalypse now and it's all your fault 
I ain't runnin' scared, no I won't hide my eyes 
I'm on you like a cowboy on a mail order bride 
  
So won't you please stop your teasin' 
Ya know you got no reason 
To be clownin' with my heart 
Can't you see what you're doin' with your recipe for ruin 
Got me drownin' no it's tearin' me apart 
Before I'd ever let you see me cryin' 
Tar and feather me, babe, if I'm lyin I'm dyin' -- I'm gonna walk 
  
Won't you please stop your teasin' 
Ya know you got no reason 
To be clownin' with my heart 
Can't you see what you're doin' with your recipe for ruin 
Got me drownin' no it's tearin' me apart 
Before I'd ever let you see me cryin' 
I'd eat boiled owl, girl if I'm lyin I'm dyin' -- I'm gonna walk