If Six Was Eight

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

If six was eight

If six was eight

If six was eight

If six was eight, Ohh

If six was eight, Ohh

If six was eight, Wohoho

If six was eight, Wohoho

If six was eight