TWILIGHT SINGERS NUMBER NINE LYRICS

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 atcha

Get back, boy – or I'll make you blind
You f**ker –
[ Number Nine lyrics from http://www.lyricsyoulove.com/ ]
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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