Coyote

We just got out, in the knick of time We found ourselves drowning in the blood, in a sea of wine Down from the mountain, she waits Dancing around the fire, shaking her waist Oh, lemons won't get much sweeter than this Oh, lemons don't get much much sweeter than this A coyote, a coyote, yea She dont mind, broken flowers in the morning I seen the blue fall, dead in her eyes They just wanna see if we do it for the money And how you made them beg, how you made them beg to try Oh, lemons don't get much sweeter than this Oh, lemons don't get much sweeter than this A coyote, a coyote A coyote, a coyote Oh, yeah