Number Nine

Song Number Nine
Artist The Twilight Singers
Album Blackberry Belle

Lyrics

Devil- Sweet talking fly on the wall
Blackberry belle of the ball
Just like you told me-
I’m gonna crawl
You trouble me
And I ain’t myself anymore
I’m crawlin around like a whore
And you love me there on the floor
Come on, boy, don’t be such a baby
And maybe –
I’ll bail you out
One more time
You got number nine starin atcha
Get back, boy – or
I’ll make you blind
You fucker –
This here’s where we settle up-
One last sweet drink from you cup-
Hand it over, slowly-
I’m gone Come on boy, don’t be such a baby
And maybe –
I’ll sell you out
One more time
You at the foot of the master –
I’m faster –but
I’m gonna take
My time- And
I’m gonna make you blind-

Pinyin

Devil Sweet talking fly on the wall
Blackberry belle of the ball
Just like you told me
I' m gonna crawl
You trouble me
And I ain' t myself anymore
I' m crawlin around like a whore
And you love me there on the floor
Come on, boy, don' t be such a baby
And maybe
I' ll bail you out
One more time
You got number nine starin atcha
Get back, boy or
I' ll make you blind
You fucker
This here' s where we settle up
One last sweet drink from you cup
Hand it over, slowly
I' m gone Come on boy, don' t be such a baby
And maybe
I' ll sell you out
One more time
You at the foot of the master
I' m faster but
I' m gonna take
My time And
I' m gonna make you blind