Song Description
About a woman looking for a better man. Silly and fun.
| Song Length |
2:54 |
Genre |
Country - Alternative |
| Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Glad |
Lyrics
Sedan Man by Joanne Tramonte (C) 8-31-2010
VERSE 1
My men tend to drive pick up trucks: F250's about big enough.
Some have ponytails and cowboy hats.
Others shaved heads and great big tats.
But they all leave me thinkin' and thinkin:'
Somethin' is missing, somethin' ain't right.
They leave me wantin' night after night.
CHORUS
'Cause maybe I need me a sedan man. No beer belly and a golfer's tan.
Has a little extra money to spend. Thinks more of me than his friends.
Oh yeah, maybe I need me a sedan man. Sedan man.
VERSE 2
So I quit hanging out at ladies night.
Went to the wine bar on Friday: right.
I spy a suit with perfect grey hair. Shirt with a collar on it, I swear.
So I mosey and cosy right on up.
In my white, tight little dress, I ask
"Is this seat taken?" and smile my best.
CHORUS
BRIDGE
The man inches closer and gives me his hand.
He smells of heaven or some promised land.
We glide in his Benz to a quiet beach.
The keys to my heart within his reach.
LAST CHORUS
Now I got me a sedan man. No beer belly and a golfer's tan.
Has a little extra money to spend. Thinks more of me than his friends.
Oh, yeah, now I got me a sedan man. Sedan man. Yeah.
TAG:
Don't need a boost to get in his car.
...and my skirt stays down just right far. Sedan man. Sedan man. Yeah.