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Made the trip down to ol' sin city Went to meet the devil 'cause I heard she was pretty Uh oh Lucy Furrows was the name she pickn'd Never ever had I heard a name so fittin' Uh oh Her eyes were narrow and her hair was unkempt Had a smile that could put you to the bottom of your breath Uh oh And before I could reach for a cigarette She already had her fingers wrapped around my neck Uh oh And you don't hear me complaining She said, "Girl arе you sure that you really can bear Burning up in an unholy affair? Bеtter call your saints, better say your prayers Better hope to God he don't find you here Loving me is a ticket to hell" Gotta quit this before your beyond repair I said, "Lucy, doll, don't you dare 'Cause lucky for me I was already on my way there" I'd give up heaven in a heartbeat's time If it meant I stay with her just one more night Uh oh She got me fallin' in a fiery blaze But inferno ain't too shabby of a place No, no If sinning's supposed to lead to martyrdom Then why in the hell is it so much fun? Oh, oh Never been one for the saving She said, "Girl are you sure that you really can bear Burning up in an unholy affair? Better call your saints, better say your prayers Better hope to God he don't find you here Loving me is a ticket to hell" Gotta quit this before your beyond repair I said, "Lucy, doll, don't you dare 'Cause lucky for me I was already on my way there" Hell better wait for me She said, "Girl are you sure that you really can bear Burning up in an unholy affair? Better call your saints, better say your prayers Better hope to God he don't find you here Loving me is a ticket to hell" Gotta quit this before your beyond repair I said, "Lucy, doll, don't you dare 'Cause lucky for me I was already on my way there"
Writer(s): Lydia Von Hof Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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