Mini-Skirt Minnie - Wilson Pickett Jr.

Mini-skirt Minnie, lord have mercy, you’re the baddest thing around

Mini-skirt Minnie, huh, look what you’re puttin' down, look 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' around, chippin' 'round, sneakin' 'round, peeepin' 'round

Oh baby, ow!

The taste of your love

Mini-skirt Minnie, you know you really come on strong, yeah

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

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

You know you wear your dresses so high

You stop the traffic when you walk by

& the way you twist & carry on, you know what?

You’re gonna break up a lot of happy homes

You got me slippin' around, chippin' 'round, sneakin' 'round, peeepin' 'round

Oh baby, ow!

The taste of your love

Mini-skirt Minnie, yeah, you know I’m gonna pull your mini-skirt down, yeah

Mini-skirt Minnie, yeah yeah, I dig what you’re puttin' down, go on with your

fine self

A taste of your love, that’s all I want;

just a taste of your love,

I’ve got to have it

A taste of your love, child