Dewey Kincade

Lyrics

She move she moved she moved she moved she moved me like no other
How could I how could I tell her that I loved her
I remember when she undressed by the pool
And the way she smiled at me when she picked me up from school

It ain't by blood
But that don't mean it's not a sin
So wait until your daddy comes home your daddy comes home your daddy comes home
You'll never know what kind of shit you're in.

There was Emily and Tanya C. and sweet Ann-Marie
But for all their bedroom stares and curly hairs they meant nothing to me
They were only children how could they know
What lied waiting to be discovered
So men out there looking for snow white
I'm looking for my wicked step mother

It ain't by blood
But that don't mean it's not a sin
So wait until your daddy comes home your daddy comes home your daddy comes home
You'll never know what kind of shit you're in.

Everything that doesn't come through
Everything that you don't do comes back to haunt you haunt you
The way she walks with those elegant eyes
The way she talks ain't it just a disquise to taunt you taunt you
I don't care if there's hell to pay
I don't care what the neighbor's say
I know I want you I want you I want you

She used to call me big Joe when dad was not around
And watchin' her workin' in the garden
Oh, how my heart would pound
And all those restless nights I spent so alone
And just downstairs when the moon was full I could hear her moan.

It ain't by blood
But that don't mean it's not a sin
So wait until your daddy comes home your daddy comes home your daddy comes home
You'll never know what kind of shit you're in.