Matthew Barber - Tilt a Whirl

I'm not impressed
I'm not impressed with you woman
I'm not impressed with you woman, no
Oh woman, I'm not impressed

Can't get no rest with you woman
Feeling so stressed with you woman
Kinda depressed with you woman, oh no
Oh woman, I'm not impressed

I'm not impressed with your throw back thighs
I'm not impressed with your big screen eyes
I'm not impressed with your two-tone curls
I'm not impressed with your tilt-a-whirls
Oh no, no, no

I must confess
I must confess to you woman
I must confess to you woman, oh
Oh woman, I must confess

That I'm a mess with you woman
When I'm undressed with you woman
Oh, you put me to the test woman
Don't you woman?
Oh woman, I must confess

I'm not impressed with your throw back thighs
I'm not impressed with your big screen eyes
I'm not impressed with your two-tone curls
Don't want to ride upon your tilt-a-whirls

I'm not impressed with your tattoos and your rings
I'm not impressed with your scissors and your strings
I'm not impressed with your poison and your pain
You know it only goes so far with the pain, pain

You see I wanted to be your martyr
Oh, I wanted to be your slave
Oh, you know I wanted to die
On the cross for your sins
So your soul would be saved

Oh, but if I don't ever make it
Oh, if I get blown astray
It's just the wind and the waves
Just keep pushing me away

From the place I was yesterday
From the place I was yesterday
From the place I was yesterday

Written by:
Matthew Elliott Barber

Publisher:
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing

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