she was a woman of mystery
and what she wanted i
Baby gotta quit your cryin'
About your lyin' to your old
Hear my voice
Where you are
Take a train
Steal a car
Hop a
I'm feelin tired on a Saturday
9'o clock the radio is
The Ding-Dong Daddy of the D-car line
Had a thing for
8 ball in the pocket with the voodoo man
you can't
Mamma married a big asshole, whiskey bottles on the floor
He
Here comes the snake and he circles your leg
He's come
Caught in a revolving door, and my lungs are suffocating
Working
Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake,
baby, baby it looks like its gonna hail
baby, baby it
No pennies from Heaven, no pennies in my hand
Think you're
He's a friend to all the stars
Made a fortune selling
Well the bum was in my trash
He's pickin' out all
Hold dee door for ol' hi dee ho
Step to da
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