Jennifer Mansfield Peal | Green Streak (Let me tell yall about my baby…)

Green Streak (Let me tell yall about my baby…)
© Jennifer Mansfield Peal 2004

You know, my baby’s got a green streak
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not a mean streak
Truth of the matter is, I don’t know why
But he’s a jealous guy

We fell in love in the meantime, back in those worrisome and lean times
When we shared our trailer condo down in the rice fields near Hondo
We had some happy moments, I’ll tell you; what with making hay and pitching woo
But now those carefree, single days are through…
Since I met my man, he makes me who I am
And all I want on earth is just to prove my worth
As his one and only loving baby girl

But my baby’s got a green streak…

There was this banker down in Houston I let my fantasies run loose on
Every night we’d romp and rampage through the currency and coinage
What we got up to on his big oak desk a handsome man like you shouldn’t need to ask
But now my man has taken me to task…
And I see today the error of my ways
Still every now and then I call my banker friend
To catch up, though I have to keep it quiet

Because my baby’s got a green streak…

I see you’re finished with your whisky now; I’ve had a lovely time, I must allow
You are so sweet to sit and listen to talk of men and how I miss them
Maybe some other time I’ll see you here and we could play some pool or maybe drink a beer
Or at my loft, you know it’s really near….
You could meet my cat and we could have some laughs
I know I won’t be wrong about what turns you on
But it’ll have to be on a weekday after ten…

Because my baby’s got a green streak…