She came riding into town In a big black Cadillac Staring all them poor boys down A scorpion tattooed in her neck
She stopped at the wagon wheel Where you can play your life away And from the first hand sitting in She nearly drove them all insane
I was standing on a corner When I heard my mama warn me 'Stay away from that kind She's bad news my boy She'll use you like a toy And she'll rob you all blind'
I am a bit lonely Bit lonely-ly-ly *arabian words*
I have a way of trimming down Always had a winning him I'd like to stare them poor boys down Taking their every single cent
I was standing on a corner When I heard my mama warn me 'Stay away from that kind She's bad news my boy She'll use you like a toy And she'll rob you all blind'
I was waiting in a car When she came out of the bar And said 'I could use a ride' We'll go riding out of town Staring all them fools down To that starlet night