Little Amsterdam lyrics
Song information
Artist: Tori Amos Album: Boys For Pele
Lyrics
Hominy get it on your plate girl Momma keep your head down Momma it wasn't my bullet
Don't take me back to the range I'm just comin' out of the cell in my brain No, don't take me back to the range Girl you got to know these days Which side your on
Mamma got shit She loved a brown man Then she built a bridge in the sheriff's bed She'd do anything to save her man You see her olives are cold pressed And her best friend is a sun dress But momma It wasn't my bullet
Don't take me back to the range I'm just comin' out of the cell in my brain No, don't take me back to the range Girl you got to know these days Which side your on
All alone got a girl in the city Hey got a room and a place for two Got a goat and a fawn I said boy you are my fifth avenue
Round and a round and a round I go Round and a round this time for keeps Father only you can save my soul And playing that organ must've counted For something Girl you got to know these days
Little amsterdam Shut down today They buried her with a Butter bean bouquet And the sheriff now can't ride away And I won't say That he shouldna paid But momma It wasn't my bullet
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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