Warrant "Southern Comfort" |
Right next door to airport An hour from Baton Rouge There's a city on the delta Where they love to sing the blues The lady there, I'm certain She can make a man of you, yeah There's a pretty little crucifix Hangs above her bed Bottle she holds sacred 'Cause it helps her to forget But Jesus saves and liquor knows That don't pay the rent She knows what you're lookin' for And she can give to you And the mirror is an enemy It never tells the truth It used to be a good friend That she never thought she'd lose Till it captured all of her innocence And stole away her youth, yeah Alright And she knows what you're lookin' for And she can give it to you So if you want some southern comfort Come and get it boy, yeah Once you taste of southern comfort You'll be back for more and With her lovin' touch It won't take her much time to set you free Little southern comfort's all you need Oh, it's all you need And a thousand people walked your stairs To knock upon your door Each one brand new cross to bare Each one harder than the one before And I bet you wished for something else I bet you wished for a whole lot more So if you want some southern comfort Come and get it boy, yeah Once you taste of southern comfort You'll be back for more and With her lovin' touch It won't take her much time to set you free Little southern comfort's all you need Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |