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
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
Give me a ticket on a jet airplane
I'm a-gonna
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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