Delores' Boyfriend - Allen Toussaint

Dinner with Delores Must be some kind of sin Like a Brontosaurus She was packin' it in The first night we dined And by the next time This girl was eatin' all but the tip And by the stroke of midnight She wanted some more (more) Showin' dirty movies Like some kind of whore But she was wastin' her time 'Cause there wasn't a line That would make me come 'round her door Dinner with Delores Must be some kind of sin Her bell's just a-broken (bell's just broken) Since 1984 (Dancin') Dancin' like a white girl (white girl) On disco dirty floors Damn, Delores, pick another subject please Introduce the carpet to something other than your knees Like a real confession No one could be more made up than u Nothin's left for guessin' What a shame (Boo hoo) Boo hoo (Delores) (Delores) I'd call u a friend But it must be a sin And I've run out of cheeks 2 turn Dinner with Delores No more That's the end

Hey you, hey you, With the curly bush on your head, baby You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good Soul sister (sister, sister, sister, oooh) You're lookin' good, honey (Thank you brother, thank you baby) (Hey you) Hooo hey you, with the bad hip boots on, little girl (You're the baddest in the world) It sure would be nice, honey If I could just make you my girl And when you walk your walk You know you let me know That you're so very much together (Gether, gether, gether, oooh) And when you talk your talk to me, honey You know you make me feel Lighter than a feather, oooh I've never known it, But I've always wanted the best in life And if I had you, honey I know that I could forget about the rest in life (I can't conceal) No, no the way I feel (Way I feel) You're about a head turner You're about a ... burner Hey you, hey you, with the curly bush on your head, baby You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good Soul sister (sister, sister, sister, oooh) And hey you, hey you, with the bad hip boots on Little girl, little girl (You're the baddest in the world) It sure would be nice, honey, honey If I could just make you my girl