Beau Nair Town Lyrics

You got the motion when you apply the lotion

You rub me down to funky town

Got me bumpin' 'til you're thumping on my bass

Your booty gets on down

Feeling your way to funky town

And then you grind me

'Cause the boys don't mind you in my face

After you have changed

Into something you find more comfortable

We can lay on my waterbed

Got Beau Nair tunes runnin' thru your head

Maybe I'm in danger but I think I'm feeling stranger

Can you Reacharound

Let's get on down

And find yer way to Beau Nair Town

This old trombone is rusty

So the blower must be trusty

For a girl who's so damn busty

You look like a candidate

Got lips like Carly Simon

Never lost your favorite hymen

Many words that you were rhymin' made my testes undulate

After you have changed

Into something you find more comfortable

We can lay on my waterbed

Got Beau Nair tunes runnin' thru your head

Maybe I'm in danger but I think I'm feeling stranger

Can you Reacharound

Let's get on down

And find yer way to Beau Nair Town

Something tells me you don't like to miss me

But I had to leave a note beneath your pillow

Which was scented with my musk

I thought we were sensational together

But I lost that special feeling cause I'm dealing

With whatever you squirted on the ceiling, darling

You got the motion when you apply the lotion

You rub me down to funky town

Got me bumpin' 'til you're thumping on my bass

Your booty gets on down

Feeling your way to funky town

And then you grind me

'Cause the boys don't mind you in my face

After you have changed

Into something you find more comfortable

We can lay on my waterbed

Got Beau Nair tunes runnin' thru your head

Maybe I'm in danger but I think I'm feeling stranger

Can you reach around

Let's get on down

And find yer way to Beau Nair Town

Oh, something tells me you don't like to miss me

But I had to leave a note beneath your pillow

I'm just that kind of guy

I thought we were sensational together

But I lost that special feeling

I'm dealing with whatever you just squirted on my ceiling

It's dripping on my head

I kind of wish that I was dead

But when I got a taste

I got a smile upon my face

Hey you know, Beau Nair likes to go

And he likes his flow

Kiss my grits, show me them tits

Come on now you freaky deak