listen
closely to me now my darlin’ girl
there’s one who’s out to have you
an jus’ his breath will burn your curls
don’t you fret you needn’t bother don’t you fret
here comes the father yet
whatcha doin’ up atop my roof
creepin’ ‘cross them shingles
you ‘bout scared me half to death girl
what’s your name ruthie lingle
oye I heard your talkin’
that little jesus geek need a good ass good ass clockin’
oye I seen your mockin’
don’t you dare boy - think my lord hath done
forgotten
no
I beseech the lord clear my head
before once again I scar the soul
of that girl in my bed
o lord clear my bed for once again I
scar the soul of that girl in my head
revenge is mine saith the lord
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