Cold, Kind, And Lemon Eyes lyrics

Oh, God, deliver me From my enemies These women in green Winter coats Working for the tip Don't paint your lips And don't bite, I'm bating you And don't cry, 'cause they want you to Mama, I'm sleeping it off Worn thin from red lights and scotch How I hate being cross But you should hold your booze Please don't drop bombs on me I beg of thee Just leave me in peace I have cold, kind, and lemon eyes Oh, lemon eyes Oh, my God And don't suck your gut so tight Don't cut your hair so nice Mama, I'm sleeping it off Worn thin from red lights and scotch How I hate being cross But you should hold your booze Don't bite, I'm begging you Don't leave when I curse at you Mama, I'm sleeping it off Worn thin from red lights and scotch How I hate being cross But you should hold your booze