Twilight Singers, The - Number nine Lyrics
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| Twilight Singers, The
- Number nine Lyrics
Album: Blackberry Belle Devil- Sweet talking fly on the wall Blackberry belle of the ball Just like you told me- I'm gonna crawl You trouble me And I ain't myself anymore I'm crawlin around like a whore And you love me there on the floor Come on, boy, don't be such a baby And maybe – I'll bail you out One more time You got number nine starin atcha Get back, boy – or I'll make you blind You fucker – This here's where we settle up- One last sweet drink from you cup- Hand it over, slowly- I'm gone Come on boy, don't be such a baby And maybe – I'll sell you out One more time You at the foot of the master – I'm faster –but I'm gonna take My time- And I'm gonna make you blind
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