Sittin' restless under the moonlight I know I'm gettin' ready to kill They say we're goin' in with the daylight Ma I don't want to but I will 'Cause
no stranger to tears no stranger to irrational fears no stranger to you thinking the unspeakable i'm craving to do i feel your anguish i feel your pain
Last night as I got home about a half past ten There was the woman I thought I knew in the arms of another man I kept my cool, I ain't no fool, let me
There were yellow ribbons on every tree And yellow orchids growing from the street Postcards and letters swam to the shore Locket and treasures on the
Too bad, she's got you by the balls You can't get free at all She's got your name She's got your number You're screamin' like thunder And you can't get
There were yellow ribbons on every tree, and yellow orchids growing from the street. Postcards and letters swam to the shore, locket and treasures on
Sittin' restless under the moonlight I know I'm getting ready to kill They say we're going in with the day light I don't want to but I will... 'Cause
Too bad she's got you by the balls, you can't get free at all. She's got your name, she's got your number; you're screamin' like thunder, and you can'
Too bad she's got you by the balls You can't get free at all She's got your name She's got your number You're screamin' Like thunder And you can
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: Too bad she's got you by the balls, you can't get free at all. She's got your name, she's got your number; you're screamin' like thunder, and you can
: Too bad she's got you by the balls You can't get free at all She's got your name She's got your number You're screamin' Like thunder And you