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You come around here,
Wicked woman,
You are hotter than a Mississippi summer,
You keep asking for all my dollar bills,
But wicked woman don't you know you eat what you kill.
Oh but I should know where you come from,
And where you will go.
She'd cheat on a man who left for war,
She's over at my place begging for more,
Oh but I should know where she came from,
And where she'll go.
And it looks like I need to cut you down,
Yeah she's head strong,
But she belongs in the ground.
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