Lyrics

Put two and two together baby, five'll get you ten
That your guy's a dime a dozen, and he's three sheets to the wind

We'll 86 Reno in this '81 Seville
I got a .38 Special and a 3 dollar bill

You ain't no nun, and this ain't no monastery
Girl I got your number, and I'm your huckleberry

Y'all don’t add up, Now you're of two minds
Sure he do a Texas Two Step, and dress to the nines

I'm the less of two evils, Dance the whole nine yards
But I got two left feet, And I forgot my leotard

Get some Mad Dog 20-20, my favorite flavor's cherry
No two ways about it, girl, I’m your huckleberry

We're two peas in a pod, I’m cheap at twice the price
But what the hell do I know? I thought six was nine

Three's a crowd, It ain't a Catch 22
When your boy sees my face, he'll 23 skidoo

It's scientific fact, No mathematics necessary
If you count on gettin' lucky honey, I'm your huckleberry

I step on a crack, Whistle past the cemetery
I'm a slinky black cat, girl, I'm your huckleberry