Lyrics

Take the edge off with some moonshine Keep that Mary Jane close by Sometimes that's not enough to relieve my stress That's why I get my kicks from sex I don't sniff that snow white cocaine I don't let that snake bite enter my veins Prescription pills always make a mess That's I get my thrills from sex Dear god, oh lord, hey you Please mister devil I need to slip the noose And run with the rebels Dear god, oh lord, hey you Please mister devil Someone come turn me loose And send a girl that's trouble Send a girl that's trouble I let redheads take me for a ride I like my blondes two or three at a time Brunettes always seem to know what's best That's why I get my kicks from sex Dear god, oh lord, hey you Please mister devil I need to slip the noose And run with the rebels Dear god, oh lord, hey you Please mister devil Someone come turn me loose And send a girl that's trouble Send a girl that's trouble I wanna do what I want when I want to I wanna show you my love, let me love you I want you begging for more, don't be a tease I want to see how you love, so won't you love me Dear god, oh lord, hey you Please mister devil I need to slip the noose And run with the rebels Dear god, oh lord, hey you Please mister devil Someone come turn me loose And send a girl that's trouble Send a girl that's trouble Send a girl that's trouble
Writer(s): Devon Santistevan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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