Lavay Smith & Her Red Hot Skillet Lickers One Hour Mama

I've always heard that haste makes waste
I believe in takin' my time
The highest mountain can't be raced
It's something you must slowly climb
I want a slow and easy man
He better never take the lead
I come from a long-time plan
And I ain't lookin' for no speed

I'm a one-hour mama
So, no one-minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock, papa
One hour, that's proper
And love me like I like to be

I might want love for one hour
Decide to make it two
Takes an hour before I'm started
Maybe three before I'm through

I can't stand no greenhorn lover
Like a rookie goin' to war
With a load of nice artillery
But he don't know what it's for

I'm a one-hour mama
So no one-minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me

I'm a one-hour mama
So no one-minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock, papa
One hour, that's proper
And love me like I like to be

I can't stand no lame excuses
'Bout my lovin' bein' so good
That you couldn't wait no longer
So I hope it's understood

I don't want no greenhorn lover
Who just like a hit up to it
Action is the only booster
Of just what my man can do

I'm a one-hour mama
So no one-minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
Mmm, mmm, mmm, ain't the kind of man for me