Swamp Baby
Sin Pan Alley
Held a dance, and we all laid youDown the carpet beneathChrist, you got 3 kids, but you don't look itWell, the oldest boy said she was beautyShe put her hands on me, and the sky was greenAcross the bar, the convict swore, waving his crutches In defense of our words, you turnand called our wives soft-spokenWhile down the hall, at the cheerleader conventionMaking letters with their bodies. . (Let a wave live a little - let your mind talk to mine)G - OR- - U - -NSwear to God, the Captain called itSweethearts hellthe dance you turned aroundand the sky was greenand I blew it - the house broke apartat all its wooden joints and all its fine China
From Letras Mania