Twisted Trip Woman by Sweet Slag Lyrics

Come on o'l woman
Get what's coming to you
Come on o'l woman
Get what's coming to you
Saturday night you're cheatin'
Lord, I beat you black and blue
Your bitch baby rotting apple to the skin
Your bitch baby rotting apple to the skin
Too sweet on the outside
Bitter and twisted within
You squeeze my balls like a lemon
Lord, you even steal my gin

Count up sins Lord
Lost count again
If you don't stop life wrecking
Your neck will be wound like a broken rag doll

Count up sins Lord
Lost count again
If you don't stop your twisting
You'll be wishing you were safe and buried under the ground
Come on o'l woman
Get what's coming to you
Come on o'l woman
Get what's coming to you
Turn it at night you're cheating
Lord, I beat you black and blue
Your bitch baby rotting apple to the skin
Your bitch baby rotting apple to the skin
Too sweet on the outside
Bitter and twisted within
You squeeze my balls like a lemon
Lord, you even steal my gin

Count up sins Lord
Lost count again
If you don't stop life wrecking
Your neck will be wound like a broken rag doll

Count up sins Lord
Lost count again
If you don't stop your twisting
You'll be wishing you were safe and buried under the ground