Lyrics I Think Your Dress Is Too Short - Bobby Rush

Hey baby, I think your dress is too short
Hey baby, I think your dress is too short
You walk down the street with your short dress on
Men be looking at you like a dog got a bone
You can't bend over, or the least wind blow
See all the way up into your Chicago
You're my woman, I'm your man
Why, why, why you wanna, show everything
I think your dress is too short
You go to church and you walk in in late
Deacons are looking so hard they can't concentrate
You sit on the front pew almost every Sunday
Preacher can't hardly preach, for looking at your under yonder
If you're my woman, I'm your man
Why you wanna, show your everything
I think your dress is too short
Short dresses and miniskirts
Cause many a men's heart to be hurt
Short dresses will wreck a train
Some says even cause hurricanes
I think your dress is too short
People begin to talk and it's making me ashamed
Saying your dress is too short, girl, you're showing everything
When you get in your car, girl, to drive away
If the steering wheel could talk,
I know what the steering wheel would have to say
You're my woman, I'm your man
Why, why, why you wanna, show everything
Why you wanna, show everything
Short dresses can cause fame
It can cause joy, it can cause pain
Short dresses, sex appeal
It'll get you hurt or get you killed
I think your dress is too short
Hey baby, I think your dress is too short
I like short dresses, like any other man
But there's a time and a place, ya'll, for everything
When you're in your house, girl, or walking downtown
You gotta watch how you stand up
Sure got to watch how you're sitting down
Hey baby, I think your dress is too short
Hey baby, hey baby, I think your dress is too short
Too short