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And she knows you never ask her to come over
But she doesn't care.
And she combs her hair over and over in the mirror.
Oh-oh.
And she spits and swears until she can't swear anymore.
And she doesn't care when you call her a whore.
You better watch out for her,
She'll eat you up and she'll spit out the burrs,
She'll talk about you to all of the girls,
But you wait for her.
Cause she's sweeter than a honeycomb
And that's why you stay at home.
And she's slower than a valium
And that's why you stay at home.
And she goes so that you can hardly see her
It's so slow.
And I know she's low and dirty but she told you so.
Lady of luck she's a roll of the dice,
and it feels so right and so does your price.
You'll see, she'll put a spell on you,
She did it to me, and changed my point of view,
She'll tie you up so that you can't move,
But you wait for it.
Cause she's sweeter than a honeycomb
And that's why you stay at home.
And she's slower than a valium
And that's why you stay at home.
