My Baby Don't Wear No Panties

Story Behind The Song

Written while performing at a biker bar in Bacliff, Texas in 1988. I was in the middle of a grinding, gut-bucket blues song by Muddy Waters called "Mean Mistreater". A biker chick jumped up on a table, started doin' the bump and grind, and took her t-shirt off, swinging it around her head. It was like a scene out of Roadhouse. The crowd went wild. Then this other biker stood up and yelled "That ain't nothin' - my baby don't wear no panties - ask me how I know!" At this point his woman proceeded to prove to the audience that he was right. I began singing the words to his announcement, ad-libbing to the rhythm I was already playing. The immediate reaction to those lyrics was overwhelming to the point that I decided to write a real song. The rest is history. The part of the song where the audience yells back "how do you know?" was added by the general public as the song evolved through the years.

Song Description

Gut Bucket, hip-grindin' Texas Blues - called "The #1 party song of all time".... by Houston Music News magazine. No vulgarity, no profanity, a funny sexual innuendo song with a grinding beat. #1 song at Motorcycle Rallies across the US. Went #1 EIGHT times on mp3.com Blues Rock charts.

Song Length 4:16 Genre Blues - Rock
Tempo Medium Fast (131 - 150) Mood In High Spirits, Sociable
Subject Party, Laugh, Smile Similar Artists ZZ Top, Lynyrd Skynyrd
Language English Era 2000 and later

Lyrics

CHORUS
My baby don't wear no panties - ask me how I know
(How do you know... how do you know...)
I said my baby don't wear no panties - ask me how I know
(How do you know... how do you know...)
She said she likes that natural feelin' and she knows it turns me on

I took her for a ride in my drop top Cadillac
She put one foot in the front seat, one foot in the back
The full moon was risin as she began to squeal
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands on the wheel, (cause)
REPEAT CHORUS

I came home late from work, tired and plum give out
Baby wanted to party... she was dancing all about
She stood up on the bed, started doing the bump and grind
She raised up her dress - you know it works every time
REPEAT CHORUS

I took her to party, the band began to play
The music and the whiskey seemed to carry her away
She was dancing on the tables and putting on a show
The crowd was goin' crazy, now everybody knows
REPEAT CHORUS

Took her riding on my Harley, she wore a leather mini skirt
She dug her nails into my shoulders when we laid into the curves
I went through all the gears, maxed out the RPM
She was screaming faster faster, with both legs in the wind, cause
REPEAT CHORUS

My baby wears garter belts, my baby wears spike high heels
My baby wears fishnet stockings, she's always dressed to kill
My baby likes to tease me, when shes dancin' on the floor
She sneaks me a peek, says do you want to see some more, cause
REPEAT CHORUS

Lyrics Gene Kelton Music Gene Kelton
Producer Gene Kelton Publisher Gene Kelton
Performance Gene Kelton Label Avatar Records

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