The Dead South - One Armed Man

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I did it for my baby
I did it for that bottle
And I do it for my one-armed man who
Likes to please my dirty soul
Can I see you baby, can I see you doll
Can I kiss you maybe before I’m up against the wall
I’ve been playing drinking games but the players have all gone
Take me for a ride I’m whiskey strong
Can I be the morning‚ can I be the night
Can I be the afternoon‚ when I make you feel all right
I’m gonna be that night crawler that crawls into your bed
Baby let’s bang heads
I did it for my baby
I did it for that bottle
And I do it for my one-armed man who
Likes to please my dirty soul
Now the honeymoon’s over‚ it’s time to go with my friends
Now that it’s all over, grab that bottle and commence
I’m gonna be a sittin here drinking the night through
Baby I ain’t coming home to you
See a pretty lady, dancing by herself
Walk over to her and say «would you like to raise some hell»
She looked at me as I swept her off her feet
Baby let’s do round three
I did it for my baby
I did it for that bottle
And I do it for my one-armed man who
Likes to please my dirty soul
Likes to please my dirty soul
Likes to please my dirty soul