Lucretia Mac Evil - Chords Of Chaos
Lucretia Mac Evil little girl what's your game
Hard luck and trouble bound to be your claim to fame
Tail shaking home breaking trucking through town
Each and every country mother's son hanging 'round
Drive a young man insane Evil that's your name
Lucretia Mac Evil that's the thing you're doing fine
Back seat Delilah that's your sixth big jug of wine woman
I hear your mother was the talk of the sticks
Nothing that your daddy wouldn't do for kicks
Never done a thing worthwhile evil woman child
Devil got you Lucy under lock and key
Ain't about to set you free
Signed sealed and witnessed on the day you were born
No use trying to fake him out no use trying to make him out
Soon he'll be taking out his doom
What's you going to do oh Lucretia Mac Evil
Honey where have you been all night
Your hairs all messed up baby
An' the clothes you're wearing just don't fit you right babe
Daddy Joe's paying your monthly rent
Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money went
Dressing you up in style evil woman child
Oh Lucy you're just so damn bad