She had long brown hair   All down her breast   Made me think about my future   Made me think about my past   She was so pretty   As pretty as can be   And I thought:   "My god, why shouldn't it be me?"      Her skin was tight, her manner was free   She gave me that look that seemed to say:   "Hey you, look at me!"   Her smile was crooked and good   As she sucked her Capri   And I thought:   "My god, why shouldn't it be me?"      C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon god   Why shouldn't it be me?      Her body was free!      Don't tell me what's proper   Anyone can see   I wasn't even her first, so don't blame it on me   She was so pretty, as pretty as can be   And I thought:    "My god, why shouldn't it be me?"      Oh c'mon, just this once, lord!   Why shouldn't it be me?      Her body was free!      You know what the bible says?   I'll tell you what it says   It says:   "Don't put a stumbling block in front of someone who can't see   Don't put a beautiful body in front of someone who's hungry,"      She was so pretty   As pretty as can be   And I thought:   "My god, why shouldn't it be me?"      C'mon lord, why shouldn't it be me?