Song Description

Third-eye perspective as told by the barman of two macho guys out for a good time pickin' up the ladies - only too keen to lead them on and spend their money, the ladies turn out to be lesbians - much to the guy's chagrin!

Lyrics

Music/Lyrics by Jim Ferrie
Copyright © 2010 Jim Ferrie Music

Pair o' dogs out tonight, dressed to kill, not to fight
God's gift to ladies or so they're thinkin'
Another round flip a coin, loser gets the ugly one
Pair o' gals slide 'cross the bar where they're drinkin'

Lipstick, long blonde hair exposin' silken underwear
Casts a knowin' wink to the athlete beside her
Short hair swimmer's build tank-top well and truly filled
Puting on a pose while the dogs get'em liquor'd

Dogs think they're doin' fine, bitches putin' out tonight but
I can see they got themselves another thing comin'

Lipstick n' Lumberjack
Hoochie-coochie in the sack
Good-time almost anywhere and any occasion
Tease a guy until he's sore
Or he can't take it anymore
They'll lead him on until he's cardiac
Lipstick n' Lumberjack

Beer and shots sink 'em down, credit card another round
Take a limousine to a popular nightspot
Dinner show and drinks paid, dogs think they've got it made
Ladies pucker-up and they go for the slap shot

Lips touch tongues abound rub each other up and down
Movin' away from the dogs across the dancefloor
Sapped up, dogs been had, money gone, drives 'em mad
L'n' L be doin' the same thing tomorrow

Every dog must have his day but seldom when the bitch is gay
Guess I'll keep on pourin' more shots for more suckers

Lipstick n' Lumberjack
Hoochie-coochie in the sack
Good-time guaranteed for the same-sex persuasion
Tease a guy until he's sore
Or he can't take it anymore
They'll lead him on until he's cardiac
Lipstick n' Lumberjack