high heeled size She was full in the bosom, with dark brown eyes A devil's woman with the devil's curse Satan's lady, she was the devil's nurse Fortune
high heeled size She was full in the bosom, with dark brown eyes A devil's woman With the devil's curse Satan's lady She was the devil's nurse Fortune
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s hard to explain Brings chills to your body and blood to your veins A devil's woman With the devil's curse Satan's lady She was the devil's nurse She
on no evil star Won't lovers revolt now? Race fast, safe car Pa's a sap Ma is as selfless as I am May a moody baby doom a yam? Ah, Satan sees Natasha No devil
was heavy once into drugs I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz My brain's gone, my soul's worn and my spirit is torn The rest of my body's
his glasses and turn em to contacts I'm on some shook shit, if it's missin I took it (whoops!) Nurse look at this straightjacket, it's crooked! I go to
can sell you anything [Verse 1:] I got to get out, I?m getting put out of my house I got to pack up, my refrigerator and couch it?s a set up, but the
what's going on Well Say Hey Willy Mays, what's in your suitcase full of wonders Big city doctor fix me up and make me right He said poppin' the devil's
dressed in white She's got the devil's light Shining in her eyes Nurse Rozetta I won't let her Catch me peering down her sweater Fantasizing silk suspenders on her thighs Nurse
How about a hat? What's that white stuff sticking under your nose Is it powder or is it pure coke What's the matter you look so confused I suppose it's
your A and R in the face Smash his glasses and turn 'em to contacts I'm on some shook shit, if it's missin' I took it (Whoops) Nurse look at this straightjacket, it's
-time great, slight paranoid Fuck toys consistent, fluent slang pediment It's the magnificent, first album Hot tracks on the sipper, low flame deliver Defense like a giant, it's
the mic, all these niggas in a daze It's like almighty, when you creep up in the hood Every corner you weak, my g's up to no good It's understood, my
never supply and demand it To hell wit plastic, ooh yeah it's splendid Tap it on the shoulder, grab it, tag it, aprehend it Lend it to the devil of a
If I botched the operation I apologize (sorry) The air's rooted in carbon I'm but a mortal archer parked in amber waves of starlets I'm fresh out of Geppeddo's
blackbirds prayer In the woods of my fantasy all I want is to get some sleep Thought you'd knew I'm your destiny It's your life but it's me deciding
angel's got the voices But the Devil's got rock and roll! We may look we're phony medics But we took our look from a book by Frederick's
