Oh, put your blues in your pistol You can take 'em wherever you please And give your tongue to a devil Give your tongue to whoever you please
Ain't it a shame, ain't it a shame, honey Ain't it a shame, ain't it a shame, honey
It's alright, it's okay Take off your skin so you can do it again While we fly, I'll scratch your itch Take off your skin so you can do it again So you can do it again
Well, you can do the confusion Well, you can do the whatever you please Goddamn it, I'm lucky Am I lucky to have no memory
Ain't it a shame, ain't it a shame, honey Ain't it a shame, ain't it a shame, honey
It's alright, it's okay Take off your skin so you can do it again While we fly, I'll scratch your itch Take off your skin so you can do it again
It's alright, it's okay Take off your skin so you can do it again While we fly, I'll scratch your itch Take off your skin so you can do it again
Do it again and over I'm in I'm doin' it again, I'll do it again