Bourbon Princess Porchswing Lyrics

There's no need for a formal invitation
Come right over to my back porch occasion
The rustling of the trees, the birds, the bees,
bring you right to my door
there's a rusty sink you can wash off your face,
and kick your boots off, and sit yourself next to me. It is my understanding that this is where you should be. Tell me about all the times you got in trouble, tell me all about the times you would break the law. pay no attention to the small clock on the wall.
You see the hole in my jeans, through which you see my knee, and is screaming for your touch.