Текст песни Number Nine

Devil, sweet talkin' fly on the wall
Blackberry belle of the ball
Just like you told me
I'm gonna crawl

You trouble me
And I ain't myself anymore
I'm crawlin' around like a whore
And you love me there on the floor

Now come on boy, don't be such a baby
And maybe, I'll bail you out
One more time
You got number nine starin' atcha
Get back, boy or I'll make you blind

You fucker
This here's where we settle up
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Hand it over slowly, I'm gone

Now come on boy, don't be such a baby
And maybe, I'll sell you out
One more time
You at the foot of the master
I'm faster but I'm gonna take my time
And I'm gonna make you blind

I'm gonna make you blind
I'm gonna make you blind
I'm gonna make you blind

Devil, sweet talkin' fly on the wall
Blackberry belle, belle of the ball
Just like you told me
I'm gonna crawl
And I'm gonna make you blind