3/3/07
She’s a brassy little lassie. She’ll shoot you from the hip. A Scottish little redhead god knows that she’s a trip. When the boys look at her they see that auburn hair. When they lay their hands upon her she’ll bust them with a chair.
Chorus:
The boys are on the prowl with expectation in their mind. There is a brassy lassie a challenge they will find. She’s a brassy little lassie the humor that she shows What takes to reach her heart no one really knows?
So if you meet this little one beware of what you do. She’ll break your heart you lonely boy. This I know is true.
Chorus: The boys are on the prowl with expectation in their mind. There is a brassy lassie a challenge they will find. She’s a brassy little lassie the humor that she shows What takes to reach her heart no one really knows?
Bridge
She’ll give you a special look I’ve seen it once before So make the move you silly boy And find a slamming at the door
1/2 Chorus:
The boys are on the prowl with expectation in their mind. There is a brassy lassie a challenge they will find.
Aw… she a brassy little lassie Yep… I mean a brassy little lassie
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