I was born
in the country
Raised in a ghetto street
Born in the country
Raised in a ghetto street
Ever since I was old enough to be one,
I've been a victim of every woman I meet
Every time I meet a pretty girl,
I lose my self -control
It's bad enough to lose your self -control,
but every time you lose your bankroll
Born in the country,
raised in a ghetto street
Every since I've been old enough to be one I tell you the
girls they've been matchin' over me
Country girls are slick,
city girls are slicker
An d the way they
keep on slickin' me
They keep gettin' me sicker an d sicker,
sicker and sicker
I was born in the country,
raised in the ghetto street
And ever since I was old enough to be one,
I've been a victim of every woman I meet.
So
I was born in a country
Said I was raised in a
ghetto street
I was born in a country
Said I was raised in a ghetto street
And ever since I've
been old enough to be one
I tell you, women,
they've been trying to make a fool out of me
Every time I meet a pretty girl,
I lose my self -control
It's bad enough to lose your self -control,
but every time you lose your control
Born in the country,
raised in a ghetto street
An d ever since I was old enough to be one
I tell you, I've been a victim of
every woman I meet
Country girls are slick
The city girls are slicker
The way they keep on slickin' me
They keep gettin' me sicker,
sicker, and sicker
Born in the country
Raised in a ghetto street
Ever since I've been old
enough to be one
I've been a victim of every woman I meet
A on the third floor walked up
A landlady fell in love with me
Couldn't pay my rent for three months
And she said,
romance don't make the rent free
Born in the country
Raised in a ghetto street
Ever since I was old enough to be one
Been a victim of every
woman I meet
Cold outside
The ground was covered with snow
But she threw me and
my trunk out the window
And she hollered, look out!
Victims falling below
Yeah, I born in the country
Raised in the ghetto street
And ever since I was old enough to be one
The women have been trying to make a fool out of me
Thank you for
You