Lucretia Mac Evil

Lucretia MacEvil
 Little girl what's your game?
 Hard luck and trouble
 Bound to be your claim to fame
 Tail-shakin' heart-breakin' truckin' through town
 Each and every country-mother's son, hangin' 'round
 Drive a young man insane
 Evil that's your name
 Lucretia MacEvil
 That's the thing you're doin' fine
 Back seat Delilah
 Got your six-foot jug o'wine, woman
 I hear your mother was the talk of the sticks
 Nothin' that your daddy wouldn't do for kicks
 Never done a thing worth-while
 You're just an evil woman-child.
 (spoken) ooh, Lucy, you just so damn bad
 (Instrumental Interlude)
 (Bridge) Devil got you lucy
 Under lock and key
 Ain't about to set you free
 Sign sealed and witnessed
 Since the day you were born
 No use tryin' to fake him out
 No use tryin' to make him out
 Soon, he'll be takin' out his due
 What-cha gonna do?
 Lucy MacEvil
 Honey ya been all night?
 Your hair's all messed up, babe
 An' the clothes you're wearin'
 Just don't fit ya right
 Big Daddy Joe's, payin' your monthly rent
 Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money went
 Dressin' you up in style, evil woman-child.