Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Cain't Say No , by - Musical Creations Karaoke. Release date: 20.07.2014
Song language: English
I Cain't Say No |
| It ain’t so much a question of not knowin' whut to do |
| I knowed what’s right an' wrong since I’ve been teen |
| I heared a lot of stories an' I reckon they’re true |
| About how girls are put upon by men |
| I know I mustn’t fall into the pit |
| But when I’m with a feller |
| I fergit! |
| I’m just a girl who cain’t say 'no' |
| I’m in a terrible fix! |
| I always say 'Come on, let’s go' just when I aughta say 'Nix.' |
| When a person tries to kiss a girl |
| I know she oughta give his face a smack! |
| But as soon as someone kisses me |
| I somehow sorta want to kiss him back! |
| I’m just a fool when lights are low |
| I cain’t be prissy an' quaint |
| I ain’t the type that can faint |
| How can I be what I ain’t? |
| I cain’t say 'no!' |
| Whatcha gonna do when a feller gets flirty |
| An' starts to talk purty |
| Whatcha gonna do? |
| S’pposin' that he says |
| That your lips are like cherrys |
| Or roses, or berries |
| Whatcha gonna do? |
| S’pposin' that he says |
| That yer sweeter than cream |
| And he’s gotta have cream or die? |
| Whatcha gonna do when he talks that way? |
| Spit in his eye? |
| I’m jist a girl who cain’t say no |
| Cain’t seem to say it at all |
| I hate to disserpoint a beau |
| When he is payin' a call! |
| Fer a while I ack refined and cool |
| A settin on the velveteen setee |
| Nen I think of thet ol' golden rule |
| And do fer him what he would do fer me! |
| I cain’t resist a Romeo |
| In a sombrero and chaps |
| Soon as I sit on their laps |
| Somethin' inside of me snaps |
| I cain’t say no! |
| I’m jist a girl who cain’t say 'no' |
| Kissin’s my favorite food! |
| With or without the mistletoe |
| I’m in a holiday mood! |
| Other girls are coy an' hard to catch |
| But other girls ain’t havin' any fun! |
| Ev’ry time I lose a wrastlin' match |
| I have a funny feelin' that I won! |
| Though I can feel the undertoe |
| I never make a complaint |
| 'Till it’s too late for restraint |
| Then when I want to I cain’t |
| I cain’t say 'no!' |