An El Paso hellhole, I couldn't get much higher
White lightning
The tarot is fate, said the Gypsy Queen
And she
All my friends are hellions
They got nine toes in
Lady have you known me
The perfect love machine
I'm
A tatooed madman, I'm hell on wheels
Born a wicked
Dancing with danger right until dawn
The sin that you
Touch, touching the flame's desires
Feeling the pain's denial,
And your finger's
TELL ME NOW who slayed oh my
Little Baby Jane
Rolling down
I ride, I ride the winds that bring the rain
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