I saw him at the station, he's waitin' for the bus A little devil from the country, head was on the rush He's wearin' blue jeans with the blue all covered up in dust A little devil from the country, devil from the country
Who has control of the cold Ladder of gold, and no one to stop them? Horns a-top of their crown, merry-go-round It's time, I said, "I do, I do, sugar" I do, I do, sugar
Who has the eye of a king, the flight of a wing, and teeth of a buzz saw? No need to pull out your hair, pull up a chair The truth is that (I do, I do, sugar) I do, I do, sugar
They're sendin' out the bloodhounds, and the Idaho police A little devil from the country hidin' on the beach Somewhere in Southern California, he's comin' after me A little devil from the country, devil from the country
Who has control of the cold Ladder of gold, and no one to stop them? Horns a-top of their crown, merry-go-round It's time, I said, "I do, I do, sugar" I do, I do, sugar
Who has the eye of a king, the flight of a wing, and teeth of a buzz saw? No need to pull out your hair, pull up a chair The truth is that (I do, I do, sugar) I do, I do, sugar
They fixed the damage by the aftershock The ones still broken were the laughingstock I won't be comin' back I won't be comin' back
Lump in my throat, so near to love, think I can taste it Side of the road, die if I wish, no need to waste itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
