Mister Turnkey, it's ten P.M. in Wichita Falls Mister Turnkey, August sixteenth, ninteen sixty-nine and I'm in some bar Mister Turnkey, I need a woman and I ain't getting far I never was the kind of man a woman looked for
But Mister Turnkey, she looked at me with flirtin' eyes Mister Turnkey, she was lovelier than oil lights Mister Turnkey, she led me on, she led me on She know she wasn't going to let me love her
Mister Turnkey, I forced that girl in Wichita Falls Mister Turnkey, I'm sittin' here cryin' in coveralls Mister Turnkey, don't want to be the man I am
Mister Turnkey, I'm a-hollering from block number four Mister Turnkey, It ain't never seen nothing like this before Mister Turnkey, I've nailed my left wrist to your wall I'm going home
Mister Turnkey, I'm sheltering from block number four Mister Turnkey, I ain't go the strength to call once more Mister Turnkey, I'm crying Hanging here dying Tell her I'm sorryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
