The Trouble with Angels

Bad girl, don't cry
Don't let those TV cameras catch your eye
Bad girl, don't cry
Don't let those TV cameras catch your eye

Gail grew up a good girl
Tell the old judge so
Gail was neither selfish, mean nor wild
And any wrong that Gail's done
She done out of love
This is what she'd risk to have a child

Mother's explanation
Cotton queens don't steal
For what she's done we got those drugs to thank
Gail could not get pregnant
And treatments were not cheap
Gail fell trapped, and Gail works in a bank

The trouble with angels
Is they get a little spoiled
And think that gravity can't pull them down
And the drag about some women
Is their domineering sound
While a man is but a monkey with a crown

Gail shone like a rhinestone
All her nervous teens
And everything her mother chose she did
People watched her tap dance
At the Cotton Queen
No one knew the stressed out, mixed up kid

The trouble with angels
Is they get a little spoiled
And think that gravity can't pull them down
And the drag about some women
Is their domineering sound
While a man is but a monkey with a crown

Bad girl, don't cry
Don't let those TV cameras catch your eye
Bad girl, don't cry
Don't let those TV cameras catch your eye

Daddy paid the funds back
And Daddy went the bail
And hired a legal firm of noted skill
And what about Gail's husband?
He just stood and shrugged
He thought Gail's insurance paid the bills

The trouble with angels
Is they get a little spoiled
And think that gravity can't pull them down
And the drag about some women
Is their domineering sound
While a man is but a monkey with a crown

A man is but a monkey with a crown

Bad girl, don't cry
Don't let those TV cameras catch your eye
Bad girl, don't cry
Don't let those TV cameras catch your eye