Leave your leatherbound Book of Revelations
And raise some hell tonight
Leave your wedding bed, meet me at the station
I don’t look good in white
But I can make you mine, I can make you mine
I can take you
Oh my level-headed love
I can make you mine, I can make you my
Level-headed love
Where’s your Daddy gone, why’s your mother waiting
A prayerbook on her knee
He’s in Avalon, drinking up the days
With a lowdown girl like me
Oh my heavenbound, honey-headed baby
Do what you must do
Leave your wedding bed, don’t you try to save me
Cause I’ll make a devil-bound sinner out of you
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