(David Clayton-Thomas)
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Lucretia MacEvil
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Little girl what's your game?
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Hard luck and trouble
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Bound to be your claim to fame
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Tail-shakin' home-breakin' truckin' through town
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Each and every country-mother's son, hangin' 'round
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Drive a young man insane
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Evil that's your name
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Lucretia MacEvil
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That's the thing you're doin' fine
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Back seat Delilah
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Got your six-foot jug o'wine, woman
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I hear your mother was the talk of the sticks
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Nothin' that your daddy wouldn't do for kicks
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Never done a thing worth-while
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Evil woman-child.
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(spoken) ooh, Lucy, you just so damn bad
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(Instrumental Interlude)
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(Bridge) Devil got you lucy
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Under lock and key
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Ain't about to set you free
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Sign sealed and witnessed
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Since the day you were born
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No use tryin' to fake him out
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No use tryin' to make him out
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Soon, he'll be takin' out his due
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What-cha goin' to do?
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Ooh, Lucy MacEvil
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Honey, where ya been all night?
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Your hair's all messed up babe
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And the clothes you're wearin'
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Just don't fit ya right
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Big Daddy Joe's, payin' your monthly rent
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Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money went
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Dressin' you up in style, evil woman-child
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(spoken) Ooh, Lucy, you just so damn bad
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(Instrumental Interlude)
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(spoken) Awe, here she comes, trouble
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Well Lucy, walkin' down main street, lookin'
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Well, tell me 'bout it
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Where ya' been girl?!
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Stop lyin', stop lyin', stop lyin', Lucy!
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Ooooh, tell the truth girl!
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(Instrumental Interlude)
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Lucretia MacEvil
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Blood, Sweat & Tears |