1 and 2 and 3 on the double,Surrey Girls aint nothin but trouble,Last night I slept with the Devil,Surrey Girls aint nothin but trouble.Took her out on a Monday nightShe threw in a tape, and it was Great WhiteI said thats great, yeah I told a lieAnd my inner child broke down and criedChorusOut for dinner on that fateful nightWanted a beer but all we did was fight aboutpolitics, womens lib and social strifeAnd everything about Larry King’s first wifeChorusSo I got the chicken, it was finger lickin’She got the ribs and they started stickin’To the hairs on her face, all over the placeThe only thing showin was the clearasil pasteChorusBridge: So I still drive a Yugoand my lifes been a no go since that night with aSurrey girl…..Chorus to fade…