paroles de chanson She's My Man (In the Style of the Scissor Sisters) [Karaoke Version] - Big Voice Karaoke

This town was built on muddy stilts
By the lunatic parade
It rains like Revelations
Gonna wash these freaks away
Some girls wanna hold your hand
And some girls like to pray
Well my girl takes her drinks
With dust and rusty razor blades
As I lie between these covers
I wanna tell her that I love it
When she chokes me in the
Backseat of her riverboat ′cause
She's my man
And we got all the balls we need
When you taste that pavement
You′re amazed
She smells your sympathy
So bye bye ladies
May the best queen hold the crown
For the most bush sold on the levee
My my, how word gets around
She strangles for a good time
And she kills my self-control
She's my man, don't be too sad sonny
′Cause she′ll never be your woman no more
Someday soon, this dank lagoon's
Gonna sink right into hell
They′ll hide you from Big Ida
At the Sho' Enough Hotel
The Ladies of the evening′s just
A tombstone in your bed
Well my girl eats a wounded preacher
'Tween two loaves of bread
I know she′s up to something
But how can I run when she's just
Keel-hauled twenty-on to nothing
I'll stay next to the steel coal oven ′cause
She′s my man
And we got all the balls we need
When you taste that pavement
You're amazed
She smells your sympathy
So bye bye ladies
May the best queen hold the crown
For the most bush sold on the levee
My my, how word gets around
She strangles for a good time
And she kills my self-control
She′s my man, don't be too sad sonny
′Cause she'll never be your woman no more
All you need′s just a fist of a tear-stained bunny
When the good ship comes to town
Who said loves a bitch'll sit next to me honey
Because this old boat's gonna run aground
I don′t want to be the burden
Or your jealous bastard
I don′t wanna be the Tarzan of your next epic disaster
She's my man
And we got all the balls we need
When you taste that pavement
You′re amazed
She smells your sympathy
So bye bye ladies
May the best queen hold the crown
For the most bush sold on the levee
My my, how word gets around
She strangles for a good time
And she kills my self-control
She's my man, don′t be too sad sonny
'Cause she′ll never be your woman no more
She's my man, can't you feel her comin′
She′s my man, she's gonna keep you runnin′
She's my man, she′s gonna teach you something
She's me, she′s my man