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She beat her Daddy’s little angel to the day she dies
But me, I know the truth
She got a wild sad, and on her mouth’s white
And a temper like a dynamite fuse
Walks in a blood and a brass is mud
Baptize by an old hank song
She’s hell in hues and blue jeans
Takes all I got to hold on
To my outlaw angel, sipping on whiskey on a Tuesday night
Outlaw angel, breaking all the rules when we didn’t goes like
My heart, little bit of wit, dirt on the tip of her wings
But my outlaw angel sure loves the devil out of me
Feelin’ like Jesse James taking down a bank
When you’re sitting right by my side
You’re the reason God made **** Sunday mornings
Right after Saturday night
And I can tell just what the hell
In a pretty little blue I see
Somewhere between a saint and fall from grace
Same reach like me
My outlaw angel sipping on whiskey on a Tuesday night
Outlaw angel, breaking all the rules when we didn’t goes like
My heart, little bit of wit, dirt on the tip of her wings
But my outlaw angel, sure loves the devil out of me
My outlaw angel, my outlaw angel
My outlaw angel sipping on whiskey on a Tuesday night
Outlaw angel, breaking all the rules when we didn’t goes like
My heart, little bit of wit, dirt on the tip of her wings
My outlaw angel sure loves the devil out of me
She loves the devil out of me
Текст песни (слова) Outlaw Angel
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