Wilson Pickett - Mini-Skirt Minnie lyrics

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Mini-skirt Minnie, Lord have mercy

You're the baddest thing around

Mini-skirt Minnie, huh

What you're puttin' down, look-a-here

Now when you walk that walk, yeah baby

You know you look so fine

When you talk that talk, oh child

You know you just drive men out of their minds

You got me slippin' 'round, chippin' 'round

Sneakin' 'round, peeepin' 'round

Oh baby, ow, for the taste of your love

Mini-skirt Minnie, yeah

You know you really come on strong, yeah

You got a hold on me chasin' after you, baby

You've got the women cryin' and carryin' on, oh yeah

You know you wear your dresses so high

You stop the traffic when you walk by

And the way you twist and carry on, you know what?

You're gonna break up a lot of happy homes

You got me slippin' 'round, chippin' 'round

Sneakin' 'round, peeepin' 'round

Oh baby, ow, the taste of your love

Mini-skirt Minnie, yeah

You know you gotta pull your mini-skirt down, yeah

Mini-skirt Minnie, yeah, yeah

I dig what you're puttin' down, gone with your fancy

A taste of your love, that's all I want

Just a taste of your love, I've got to have it

Taste of your love, child