Story Behind The Song

Women always win arguments when they come on sexually.

Song Description

Man determined to get his own way but knows that once she pouts her lips and shakes her hips, he's lost the argument.

Lyrics

Ruby Red Lips ©

I'll say one, I'll say two, gonna raise a hullabaloo.
You can't tell me what to do.
I'll say three, I'll say four, what the hell am I here for?
You're gonna push me out the door.
Pushing me you're taking a chance this could be our last dance.

CHORUS

Then you pout your Ruby red lips, move your shapely hips, you look at me and I've lost my chips.
You beckon me and I just surrender, all plans go out the window.
Ruby red lips, ruby red lips.

Will I win, will I lose, you've got more weapons to choose.
Maybe this battle can be defused.
Is this heaven, is this hell, I'm the last one to tell.
Maybe if I play dead there's a chance, you'll lose your thread.
My chance of winning is slim, I need to see what your dressed in.

CHORUS

Then you pout your Ruby red lips, move your shapely hips, you look at me and I've lost my chips.
I'm asking you who wears the trousers "we all know it's low-necked blouses".
(Group Male Unison Voices)
Ruby red lips, ruby red lips.

BRIDGE
Deep down I know, I know I'm wasting my time.
Cos you're a hell of a squeeze and I'm hellish pleased that you're still mine.

CHORUS

When you pout your Ruby red lips, move your shapely hips, you look at me and I've lost my chips.
I'm asking you who wears the trousers "we all know it's low-necked blouses".
(Group Male Unison Voices)

Ruby red lips, ruby red lips.

You drive me wild with your ruby red lips, ruby red lips.
You drive me wild with your ruby red lips.

END