Get off your high horse
Get off on yourself
Don't show me your big blue eyes
Don't tell me that you're innocent
You say you're a lady
And ladies got class
I don't need no Prima Donna
All I need is a piece of ass

Don't go, too slow
I don't need no lover
Closed eyes, tell no lies
Give it a shot

Sittin' on your front porch
Sippin lemonade
I can see throught your summer dress
The reasons why I misbehave
You say you're a woman
Not a little girl
I can tell by the way you smile
The time has come for you to learn

Don't go, too slow
I don't need no lover
Closed eyes, tell no lies
It's all supply and demand

Even the sun goes down
Payin' your dues
On a backseat cruise
Even the sun goes down
Bending over backward
On your high-heel shoes
Even the sun goes down
Daddy saw his angel
On the night time news
Even the sun goes down

I don't know what to say
Ah, hell
Wow, let's do it again

(Chorus)

I don't know what to say
Oh, well
I think we're done for the day

Composição: Georg Dolivo / Greg Fields / Reeve Downes