Ladies In The Know - Slim Cessna's Auto Club

You know that I’ve been banished

From most counties, states, and towns

From Iowa to Paris, France

We made that list

We gathered up a group of gals

To do our bidding, Lord

These gals

It seems they can’t say no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

While the girls are laying down

With these

We grope from underneath the bed

Hunting down our take

Finished up, slow and spent

They spent more than they know

Thank God

I guess they can’t say no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

Once in DC city

The mayor came for a see

Proclaiming his importance

He asked for one for free

My flashed a grin

And lifted up her skirt

He bared it all for the city press

When they asked him, «Where's your shirt?»

the priest for a spin

We robbed him of his rosary

Before he did begin

He fell upon both his knees

Cried, «Gentlemen, be fair!»

Either way, it’s a sin

So we gave him his share

So he did…

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

We the trains of all the men

Who leap in for a go

They spy us hiding underneath the bed

But still, they can’t say no

Diamond rings, and money clips

And made of gold

Nothing’s quite as valuable

As our ladies in the know

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no

No, my lady

No, my lady

No, my lady, no