Testo Raspberry Beret

Testo Raspberry Beret

Well, I was working part time in a five-and-dime
My boss was Mr. McGee
He told me several times he didn't like my kind
'Cause I was a bit too leisurely
Seems I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before
Well, that's when I saw her, ooh, I saw her
She walked right through that door

She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind you find in a secondhand store
Raspberry beret
If it was warm, she wouldn't wear much more
Raspberry beret
I think I love her

Now built like she was, she had the nerve to ask me
If I planned to do her any harm, hah!
So I put her on the back of my bike and we went riding
To old man Johnson's farm
Overcast days never turned me on
But something about the clouds and her mixed
I ain't too bright but I could tell when she kissed me
She knew how to get her kicks

She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind you find in a secondhand store
Raspberry beret
If it was warm, she wouldn't wear much more
Raspberry beret
I gotta be honest, I think I love her

Now, the rain sounds so cool when it hits the barn roof
And the horses wonder who you are
Thunder drowns out what the lightning sees
And you feel like a movie star
Now listen, they say the first time ain't the greatest
But I tell you, if I had the chance to do it all again
Hmm, who brought in the biscuits!
I wouldn't change a stroke 'cause baby, I'm the most
With a girl as fine as she was then
Are you kidding me?


That's right, she wore a
Raspberry beret
Raspberry beret
The kind you find in a secondhand store
The kind you find in a little secondhand store
Raspberry beret
It was definitely a raspberry of color
If it was warm she wouldn't wear much more
And that's about all that woman was wearing
You know what I'm talking about?
Raspberry beret
Oh, have mercy
I think I love her
Damn right I love her

All decked out in turf sandals, cut-offs and a halter top
Oh wait, maybe it was boots, corduroy slacks and a button-down shirt
Hell, I don't remember, I was too focused on that hat
Oh, I'm a great man, I'm not afraid to admit it
A great man from way back
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