Song Description

Fun song about a fellow whose luck with women runs poor until he meets one who's a little rough around the edges.

Lyrics

LICKIN' MY JELLY KNIFE

I had me a girl who'd pop your eyes out, watchin' her pass in jeans;
About once a month we'd fly to Vegas, playin' them slot machines.
Then one day some rhinestone cowboy crawled from under a rock;
He whispered things and bought her a ring, and they left me holdin' my socks.

It's hard to believe, but here I am, back leadin' the single life,
Drinkin' milk straight from the carton and lickin' my jelly knife.

Last summer, I met a gal at the beach in a skimpy yellow thong;
She could turn a man most inside out, and his tongue'd be draggin' along.
She told me she thought I'd hung the moon, and who was I to complain,
Then she found someone else to tie that thong, and the moon broke off its chain.

It's hard to believe, but here I am, back leadin' the single life,
Drinkin' milk straight from the carton and lickin' my jelly knife.

Yeah, I know the drill, but there ain't much thrill tuckin' myself in nights;
I'm drinkin' milk straight from the carton and lickin' my jelly knife.

Well, I got me a new companion--she ain't fancy like the rest;
She ain't even sure if she likes my style, and I'm willin' to flunk that test.
'Cause she's willin' to pay a full month's rent and buy her own T-bones;
We met at a local honkytonk, I only walked her halfway home.

She tells me it's all the same to her if she never becomes my wife;
She drinks her milk straight from the carton and she licks her jelly knife.
Some nights she stays, some nights she goes, but I'm bettin' it turns out right:
We're drinkin' milk straight from the carton, and lickin' our jelly,
lickin' our jelly, lickin' our jelly knife.


© 2002 by Daniel V. Gribbin

Dan Gribbin
bluzeman1@hotmail.com
Phone: 386-760-8226
Cell: 386-956-1813