girl you're a healer and I'm a big sore
I'm a nine slash stitch and I don't want you no more
you make me sick, you make me sad
you're the best damn lover that I ever had--
except for the girl with the golden pliers,
mamma se, mamma sa, mamma, hey hey
except for the son who slips and sires,
mamma se, mamma sa, mamma se, mamma sa, mamma,
hey he
girl, you're a dealer, I'm the cement floor
you're the tracks on my body
and I don't want you no more
you make me happy, you make me high
you slice me a piece of the apple pie--
but the cross-hatch crust your heart requires,
mamma se, mamma sa, mamma, hey hey
is the last temptation of the humble prior,
mamma se, mamma sa, mamma se, mamma sa, mamma,
hey he
ahhhhh
nobody knows me, no no,
ahhhhh
nobody hearts me, no heart
no heart
ahhhhh no heart no heart
yeah yeah
girl you're a kneeler and I wax your floor
you're a real believer and I don't want you no more
you make me hate you when you lock your jaw
you're the worst damn liar that I ever saw--
except for the lover I left on the train
mamma se, mamma sa, mamma, hey heyexcept for the love I pushed off the plain
mamma se, mamma sa, mamma se, mamma sa, mamma,
hey he
credits
from August,
released August 1, 2004
Rose Polenzani: Electric guitar, vocals
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