Momma warned you she's a wild animal Always talking about doors and windows Testing out foundations for cracks that let the light in Tie her down with words and with friends Have you gotten any sleep since
Offer up your belly, teach her mercy Feed her compliments Keep her warm and content She can't run if she's full Still can't sleep, can you
You can grease the devil's palm Doesn't matter, she's gone She's gone, gone, gone Gone, gone, gone
Or lay your soldiers in a line from here to St. Paul She's a wily one, she'll swallow them all Will they throw their guns on the ground The first time they hear her howl
You can grease the devil's palm Doesn't matter, she's gone She's gone, gone, gone Gone, gone, gone
If you know her secret she'll heel without a leash Now you know; she knows the price of running free Would you count that as a win Hearing your caged bird sing
You can grease the devil's palm Doesn't matter, she's gone She's gone, gone, gone Gone, gone, goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
