Plastic Saddle

(album: Cookin' - 1970)

Well I've got a long black six passenger limousine
A palace in Dallas a club in New Orleans
Diamonds on my fingers silk imported clothes
And I can tell a fast train by the way she blows

Don't give me no plastic saddle let me feel the leather when I ride
Don't give me no paint and powder woman this boy likes to feel the hide
False eyelashes and a false foundation may build your pride
But don't give me no plastic saddle gal I like to feel the leather when I ride

I'm the cream of society a man about town
Never looked for nothing that I ain't found
I ain't always right but I ain't never wrong
I know the words to the tune before you sing the song

Don't give me no plastic saddle let me feel the leather when I ride...

Don't give me no plastic saddle let me feel the leather when I ride...