paroles de chanson One Armed Man - The Dead South

I did it for my baby
I did it for that bottle
And I do it for my one armed man who
Likes to please my dirty soul
Can I see you baby
Can I see you doll
Can I kiss you maybe
Before I'm up against the wall
I'm playing drinking games
But the players have all gone
Take me for a round of whiskey strong
Can I be the morning
Can I be the night
Can I be the afternoon
I'll make you feel alright
I'm gonna be the night crawler
That crawls into your bed
Baby let's bang heads
I did it for my baby
I did it for that bottle
And I do it for my one armed man who
Likes to please my dirty soul
Now the honeymoon's over
It's time to be with my friends
Now that it's all over
Grab a bottle and commence
I'm gonna be a-sitting here
Drinking the night through
Baby I ain't coming home with you
I see a pretty lady
Dancing by herself
And I walk on over to her and say
Would you like to raise some hell
She looked at me as
I swept her off her feet
Baby let's do round three
I did it for my baby
I did it for that bottle
And I do it for my one armed man who
Likes to please my dirty soul
I did it for my baby
I did it for that bottle
And I do it for my one armed man who
Likes to please my dirty soul
I did it for my baby
I did it for that bottle
And I do it for my one armed man who
Likes to please my dirty soul