Number Nine
The Twilight Singers
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Devil, sweet talking fly on the wall Blackberry belle of the ball Just like you told me I'm gonna crawl You trouble me And I ain't myself anymore I'm crawlin' around like a whore And you love me there on the floor Come on, boy, don't be such a baby And maybe, I'll bail you out One more time You got number nine starin' at ya Get back, boy, or I'll make you blind You fucker, this here's where we settle up One last sweet drink from you cup Hand it over, slowly I'm gone Come on boy, don't be such a baby And maybe, I'll sell you out One more time You at the foot of the master I'm faster, but I'm gonna take My time, and I'm gonna make you blind
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Written by: GREG DULLI
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