Doxy

I moved around a lot, when I was a kid

cause my daddy was the traveling type

The last thing in the world that he liked to do, was

to watch the box and smoke a pipeOh, we lived all over the city and countryAnd that's the reason why I got itchy feet and I

wanna tell this town good-byeThe only thing I'd miss, yeah, after I'm gone

is this very special woman I know

She's got a lot of ways to get me to stay,

cause she doesn't seem to want me to goAin't she wild that Doxy, she wild and foxyAnd when I need to sooth the sting of my traveling bug

Doxy makes the highway fever go (3)

She's foxy