Low Lisa, always lies
Drab diva with a tongue-tied mind
But so sweet when her eyes are alive
I oughta tell her how much she meansLow Lisa, men's shirt
Red sleeves and hands thick with dirt
She'll be laughing in a leather skirt
I oughta tell her how much she meansAll she wanted to be
All she wanted to see
All they want her to be
All they want to do
Low Lisa in a lonely spot
Racing time with a mind distraugh
Lord knows that she's got to stop
I wanna tell her how much she meansAll she wanted to be
All she wanted to see
All they want her to be
All they want to do
I wanna tell her that a winner ain't no joke
That something she's been thinking that instead
She's gotta know
But she keeps on speaking, her luck starts sinking
low, nowhere to go
I wanna tell her