Lucretia Mac Evil 歌词

Lucretia Mac Evil, little girl, what's your game? Hard luck and trouble, bound to be your claim to fame Tail shakin, home breakin truckin through town Each and every country mother's son hangin round Drive a young man insane Evil, that's your name Lucretia Mac Evil, that's the thing you're doin fine Back seat Delilah, that's your sixth big jug of wine I hear your mother was the talk of the sticks Nothin that your daddy wouldn't do for kicks Never done a thing worthwhile, evil woman child Devil got you, Lucy under lock and key Ain't about to set you free Signed, sealed and witnessed on the day you were born No use trying to fake him out, no use trying to make him out Soon he'll be taking out his doom What you gonna do Lucretia Mac Evil Honey, where you been all night? You hair's all messed up baby N the clothes your wearin just don't fit you right Big Daddy Joe's paying your monthly rent Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money's went Dressing you up in style, evil woman child Oh Lucy you're just so damn bad