Martha Wainwright - Ball And Chain
Got your hand up all in my shirt
And you know that it hurts
Ball & chain
My ball & chain
Crossing the street you look so fine
Making up everything that's in my mind
Ball & chain
Ball & chain
You are the same with your balls & your chains
Bend me over the back of the carseat
Take me down to Easy Street
Ball & chain
Ball & chain
You are the same with your balls & your chains
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Why does this always happen?
Why does this always happen?
Why?
Why?
Yeah
Yeah, her tits were higher than mine
With a waist that is sugar-fine
I heard she could read & write too
And she's getting a degree in Fucking U
Sexual Psychology
It's easier than philosophy
It's easier than chemistry
Where's my chemisty?
Why does this always happen?
Oh why does this always happen?
Why?
Why?
Why?
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| Artist:
Martha Wainwright |
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| Title:Ball And Chain
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| Submit by:HotLyrics Team
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