Cake Bake Betty Married Gal
Hey come on baby
You see my candle's lit
Innocence won't save me
So let's abandon it
I know, I know, I know
You're not dead
No you're not dead
No you're not dead
All you Southern ladies
Keep your heads on tight
All your sinner's babies
Keep your engines right
Mama told me, she told me
Not to mess around
Not to mess around
Not to mess around
You got black eyes
A black heart
You got black lungs
You make a devil proud
You make a devil proud
You make a devil proud
You've got bottles of babes
Under your arms and in the arcade
It's a sticky could
It's a sticky cloud
And it's making the world go 'round
And I know, I know, I know
Not to mess around
I'm a married gal
Well I'm a married gal, gal
Know just when to fake it
But you can open wide
Keep the kernels naked
Pop 'em up just right
