If Six Was Eight Lyrics - Toploader

Locked up and frocked up below 

Into what we know 

Tied up and fried up and told 

When I'm like a lowing flow 

My butterflies sweet 

And much to fast 

And to late 

If six was eight 

And philandering oh today, yeah 

But if six was eight 

Six was eight 

Oh, no nah nah 

Dressed up for the bus stop 

No show 

But it's no joke 

Your henpecked a dialect and go go 

But so slow 

My butterflies sweet 

And much to fast 

And to late 

If six was eight 

And philandering oh today, yeah 

But if six was eight 

Six was eight 

Oh, Ohh