Rolling Stones - Dancing With Mister D Lyrics
Well, you're crazy mamaWith your ball and chainAnd your sawn off shutgunYour blown out brains, yeahYou can scandalize meScorn my nameYou can steal my moneyAnd that don't mean a doggone thing'Cause if you really think you can push itI'm gonna bust your knees with a bullet, oohYou're crazy mama, ah yeahWell, your oldtime religionIs just a superstitionYou're gonna pay high pricesFor your sacrifices, ah yeahAll your blood and thunderSure can't phase me noneIf you're gonna keep on comin'I'm gonna take it all head onAnd if you don't believe I'm gonna do it, yeahJust wait till you get hit by that bullet, oohCrazy mother, ah yeahI'm comin' down to get you, boy, oohDon't think I ain't thought about itIt sure make my shackle riseAnd cold blood murderIt make me wanna draw the line, yeah, ooh yeahWell, you're crazy motherWith your ball and chainYou're plain psychotic, oohPlain insaneAnd if you don't believe I'm gonna do it, yeahJust wait for the thud of that bullet, oohYou're crazy mother, ah yeahYou're crazy mother, yeahYou're crazy mother, yeahCrazy mother, yeah
