Forty-Four No More - The Residents

Once I lived on a dead end street\nWith a little bitty woman with big ol' feet\nIt was always dark, we was always poor\nThe number outside was forty-four\nOne day bad blood creeped in my mind\nSucked on my soul and made me blind\nI thought she lied, so I opened the drawer\nPulled out my bullets and my forty-four\nForty-four, it was forty-four\nHe couldn’t stand that number no more\nForty-four, it was forty-four\nDon’t wanna hear that number no more\nI found her in the store with a preacher man\nWho laughed when she slapped the gun out of my hand\nA train went by as I ran out the door\nThe number on the engine was forty-four\nI rode that train to New Orleans\nAnd took my tears to a voodoo queen\nI couldn’t live like that no more\nIt was my birthday, I was forty-four\nForty-four, he was forty-four\nHe couldn’t stand that number no more\nForty-four, he was forty-four\nDon’t wanna hear that number no more\nForty-four, he was forty-four\nHe couldn’t stand that number no more\nForty-four, he was forty-four\nDon’t wanna hear that number no more\n© PALE PACHYDERM PUBLISHING;\nForty-Four No More Sözleri, AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır.