Текст песни Son of a Preacher Man - Irene Reid

You'd think she took me for a ride
She held it all way up inside
She held her breath and turned her face all red
That's how they found her in her bed all dead and this is what I said
She's a mixed up son of a bitch yeah yeah
She's a mixed up son of a bitch yeah yeah
Air ball punch line delivered with a twist and
She's a mixed up son of a bitch
You'd think she had me in a cage
Like a bird on fire she flew into a rage
Her eyes are permanently crossed
Once you won her you could swear she made you feel like you already lost
Because,
She's a mixed up son of a bitch yeah yeah
She's a mixed up son of a bitch yeah yeah
Air ball punch line delivered with a twist and
She's a mixed up son of a bitch
Go now go!
Desperate living so divine
A sugar cube empire could be all mine
She's stuck in gear its justt too bad its reverse
You say i've seen bad well i've seen worse
See the tv glowing life is walkin by
Hear the music flowin life is walking by
See the lovin tree growin life is walking by
An empty boat startsrowing thats when you're knowin
Life is walking you by
Life is walking you by
I could never tell you thruth about her cause shes so mixed up
I could never tell you thruth about her cause shes so mixed up
I could never tell you thruth about her cause shes so mixed up
She's a mixed up son of a bitch
She's a mixed up son of a bitch