Squeeze My Lemon Juice

[Verse 1] Well I was walkin' down the alley with a grin on my chin, Saw a little lady with a bottle full o' sin. She said, “Hey sugar, got a taste for truth?” I said, “Only if you squeeze my lemon juice!” [Chorus] Baby, squeeze my lemon juice, oh yeah, Do it slow, don't cut me loose. It’s bitter, sweet, and wild like you, So come on, squeeze my lemon juice! [Verse 2] She wore a dress made of snakeskin and bone, Said, “I don’t bite… unless I’m left alone.” I said, “That’s fine, just don’t seduce—” She said, “Hush now, and pass the juice!” [Chorus] Baby, squeeze my lemon juice, that’s right, In the moonlight, not polite. You’ll pucker up, but you’ll feel loose— Yeah, come on, squeeze my lemon juice! [Bridge – spoken in a Berry-style chuckle] Now Mama always told me, “Don’t play with fruit,” But Mama never met a gal in snakeskin boots! [Verse 3] I woke up dizzy in a tub of gin, Lemons floating where my pride had been. She left a note in blood-red rouge: "Next time, boy—bring your own juice!" [Final Chorus] So baby, squeeze my lemon juice (ooh!) Even if it ain't no use. It stings, it burns, it ain't no truce— But darlin’… squeeze… my… lemon juice.