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Down in the |
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Delta there's a tattoo parlor |
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With a black and white picture hangin' on the wall |
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Oh, oh of a stripper |
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The men are still talkin' 'bout the rainy night she walked in |
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Took off her shirt like it was nothin' at all, oh, oh what a picture |
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Everyone assumed she'd been drinkin' |
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When she pointed to her shoulders |
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And said, "Boys, here's what I'm thinkin'" |
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Put a Devil on the left, an |
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Angel on the right |
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I'm already livin' in the middle of the fight |
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And round and round and round and round it goes |
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Part of me's in |
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Heaven, part of me's in |
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HellPart of me is strugglin' tryin' to find my way through life |
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With a Devil on the left and an |
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Angel on the right |
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Down in the |
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Delta there's a rundown chapel |
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With a worn out floor where a preacher used to pray |
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Oh, oh for the stripper |
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While right across the street they were packed in tight |
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Just a-pushin' and a-shovin', sweatin' by the stage, oh, oh to tip her |
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She brought a lot of men to their knees |
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But only one of them was thinkin' |
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Lord, won't you help her please |
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She's got a |
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Devil on the left, an |
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Angel on the right |
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They've got her dancin' in the middle of the fight |
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And round and round and round and round she goes |
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Part of her's in |
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Heaven, part of her's in |
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HellPart of her is strugglin' trying to find her way through life |
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With a Devil on the left and an |
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Angel on the right |
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In a cornfield in |
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Kansas there's a little yellow house |
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With a white picket fence going all the way around |
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Oh, oh mama what's that on your shoulders |
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No, no, no child, maybe when you're older |
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Now there's an |
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Angel on the left, an |
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Angel on the right |
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Ring around the rosie underneath the open sky |
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And round and round and round and round |
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Round and round and round and round they go |
