The Murder Song (Live at the Jenny|Explicit)歌词由Kelley Swindall演唱,出自专辑《Live at the Jenny (Explicit)》,下面是《The Murder Song (Live at the Jenny|Explicit)》完整版歌词!
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well i got a love loves so divine
when i'm with him its just sublime
when im with him all of life is fine
well he got a girl out of her mind
had her claws in him since before our time
she's an idiot has no business being with this man of mine
she's crazy and needy and sucks at life
can't do anything without his might
a woman child who keeps him close with threats of suicide
'course girls like her they just cry wolf
and the boys they buy it line and hook
you can't fault them for it all men's inclined to deception by women folk
and she got a temper good
a jealous heart murder it could
he says he'd leave her
if only he would
but he thinks maybe
since bitch is crazy
bitch might get crazy
she probably would
she got a forty four collection
been collecting since was seven
she don't got no qualms about unloading drunken rounds
been mouthing off to folks at bars
says shes wisened to her husbands charm
says shes gonna find that whore at large and when she do she'll get her good
damn that woman ain't got no sense
flamboyantly towards violence bent
if she were smart she'd play it smart with charming tolerance
see underneath my sweet veneer
well vengeance it's about to steer
this heart into planned action
devious and clear
now I know just what I need
to bring my man on back to me
three steps ahead ill just have to be
if I'm gonna get her
before she gets me
you can be damn sure about one thing
every friday night she goes to sing
and drink herself to black out at honky tonk karaoke
so tonight ill slip a little note
through the front seat window of her car seat wrote
by a concerned nameless friend
who just feels she needs to know.
that her husband has been running round
a well known fact about the town
the object of his interest will reveal to her is me
that's the very info that she needs
to carry out her promised deed
shell read it round two thirty ill run on home
be expecting her round three
she came tearing straight up through my yard
in her beat up rusted chevy truck
crashed into the mustang her husband bought for me last week
cut the front screen with a kitchen knife
and like a bat out of hell she tore inside
where i was waiting for her
with my colt 45
and i shot i shot her good
bled through the carpet
bled through the wood
picked up and fired her forty four
just for good measure
and my own pleasure
and guilty to make her
and it felt damn good.