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I got a suitcase full of sin
I'm not looking for no kind of trouble, it just followed me in
And I could use a little help from one of you suckers
Cos I-I-I-I-I don't know where to begin, don't know where to begin

I can't take no more
I can't free myself
And Lord, I need your help
I can't free myself
And Lord, I need your help
Cos I never, I never, I'll never be bad
I promise not to ever be bad again
No more, no more

They wanna see me at the gates of heaven
Dressed to the nines, also known as little Ms. 47
Well, I got free tickets to heaven
I ain't gonna waste
Fine line between freedom and being caught again
No, this shit never ends

I can't take no more
I can't free myself
And Lord, I need your help
I can't free myself
And Lord, I need your help
Cos I never, I never, I'll never be bad
I promise not to ever be bad again
No more, no more

Three little girls, hair tied in a bow
Line up 'em
Bang, bang, bang in row
I'll light 'em up
Oh boy, boy you better get close
Better the devil, you know
Three little girls, hair tied in a bow
Line up 'em
Bang, bang, bang in row
I'll light 'em up
Oh boy, boy you better get close
Cos I might be better the devil, you know

I can't take no more
I can't free myself
And Lord, I need your help
I can't free myself
And Lord, I need your help
Cos I never, I never, I'll never be bad
I promise not to ever be bad again
No more, no more

I got a suitcase full of sin
I'm not looking for no kind of trouble, it just followed me in
And I could use a little help from one of you suckers
Cos I-I-I-I-I don't know where to begin, don't know where to begin

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