Texty:
Cocker Joe Angeline

than the others But the nights remain I sit and watch the dawn breaking And I whisper your name Angeline, how can I survive Without you in my life anymore Angeline

me sour mash Peel me a grape and fetch my stash And bite me, Angeline Let me use you like a sex machine, Angeline You've got to swing that hammer, punch that card Angeline

me sour mash Peel me a grape and fetch my stash And bite me, Angeline Let me use you like a sex machine, Angeline You've got to swing that hammer, punch that card Angeline

me sour mash Peel me a grape and fetch my stash And bite me, Angeline Let me use you like a sex machine, Angeline You've got to swing that hammer, punch that card Angeline