Testo di Bones

I knew this woman named Francy She was a two-timing son of a gun Well she got her kicks And she ate enough bricks But you know it She would've never won Go Francy, get it while you can Go Francy, far far away from here Go Francy, run Francy Francy, put away your gun Francy, give mama your gun Francy, give mama your gun girl!