(Cummings/Winter)

Get your ribbons on, honey
Get your ribbons on
We’re gonna stomp, honey, all night long

I don’t want your Rothschild ways
I don’t want to be brand spankin’ new
And if I said Good-bye to the things I’ve known
I would never even say to you

You gotta get your ribbons on, honey
You gotta get your ribbons on
We’re gonna stomp, honey, all night long

My best girlfriend, Angela
Last week up and joined the football team
And as I wiped my feet out in the vestibule
Mommy, daddy, sister all come clean
I told them gotta get your ribbons on