I Got The Six lyrics

Living room, passing time, talking trash, sipping wine,
I need something more substantial.
New deck of playing cards, I don`t like to work this hard,
I think I`ll have to cancel.

I`m running out of time,
I`m about to lose my mind.
I got the six,
gimme your nine.

Slow hand on the clock, I`m sitting here like a rock,
I`m feeling so abnormal.
Pictures in the magazines, all my thoughts are so obscene.
Cover up that centerfold.

I`m running out of time,
I`m about to lose my mind.
I got the six,
gimme your nine.

Look at this, what a pair, she won`t let me touch her there,
she`s so discriminating.
This is weird, it`s time to blow, I just heard the rooster crow.
I guess I`ll have to spank my monkey.

I`m running out of time,
I`m about to lose my mind.
I got the six,
gimme your nine.

- Billy Gibbons, Disty Hill & Frank Beard
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