Thigh High Nylons

(album: Big Daddy Multitude - 1993)

Poodle doos and saddle shoes don't mean a thing to me
It's your thigh high nylons that bring me to my knees
Bring back the classic bob, and drop the shaggy crop
In your thigh high nylons, my eyes are spinning and they won't stop

Thigh high nylons, you're alright
Thigh high nylons, you're out of sight
Won't you get those thigh highs on tonight?

Forget the floppy hippy skirt, and lose the sloppy dyes
In your thigh high nylons, you'll always catch my eye
No it's not the days of old, so take off that fur
In your thigh high nylons is all you need and nothing more!

Thigh high nylons, so fine
Thigh high nylons, I'll make you mine
Won't you get those thigh highs on tonight?

I caught you walking in the corner of my eye
And my field of vision was on your thigh highs
I tried to make my move, but I hit the wall
Lying flat on the floor you make the call
It wasn't that though, that I heard from the lips
I take a watch at the swinging hips
It was like that what was I to do
So I stepped on back and took a sip of my brew
Said the first time that my face turned red
You left me lying dead with a bullet in my head
'Cause at the end of it all I just don't know
But your thigh high nylons are stealing the show
Pantyhose? No, we need thigh high nylons
Black tights? No, we need thigh high nylons!
Bobby socks? No, we need thigh high nylons
Nothing compares to what I got my eyes on

Whatever happened to the mini skirt, that meant so much to me
In your thigh high nylons, that's what I want to see
What you wrap around your legs, that fabric of my life
In your thigh nylons I got you in my sights!

Thigh high nylons, you're alright
Thigh high nylons, you're out of sight
Won't you get those thigh highs on tonight?
Thigh high nylons, so fine
Thigh high nylons, I'll make you mine
Won't you get those thigh highs on tonight?