Jay Lee Webb
Jay Lee Webb
Jay Lee Webb
Jay Lee Webb
Jay Lee Webb
Jay Lee Webb
Jay Lee Webb
Jay Lee Webb
Jay Lee Webb
Jay Lee Webb
Jay Lee Webb
She's all dressed up in her fancy clothes tonight she's on the prowl
I feel just like I'm a big black wolf and I'm a gettin' ready to howl
I got lovin' on my mind that I may not get but I'll sure give it a try
Here she comes dressed fit to kill and I'm a gettin' ready to die
She might slap my face when she reads my mind but I don't think she will
She's a red hot mama just made to order and I'm here to pay the bill
But I don't care if I don't have wings tonight I'm flyin' high
Here she comes dressed fit to kill and I'm a gettin' ready to die
The doc said son you're a gonna die if you'll keep up this place
One thing sure if I'm gonna go I'll have a smile on my face
A man can't live unless he gets some lovin' so goodbye world goodbye
Here she comes dressed fit to kill and I'm a gettin' ready to die
She might slap my face when she reads my mind but I don't think she will
She's a red hot mama just made to order and I'm here to pay the bill
But I don't care if I don't have wings tonight I'm flyin' high
Here she comes dressed fit to kill and I'm a gettin' ready to die
Here she comes dressed fit to kill and I'm a gettin' ready to die
Gettin’ Ready to Die was written by Jay Lee Webb.