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Texty: Joni Mitchell. Taming The Tiger. Lead Balloon.

Kiss my ass I said, and I threw my drink
Tequila trickling down his business suit
Must be the Irish blood, fight before you think
Turn it now, you can't cow tow, you can't undo it

It's his town and I went down like a lead balloon
Lead, lead, lead, lead balloon
He said, "Sic her, Rover"
I went over like a lead balloon
Lead, lead, lead, lead balloon, lead balloon

An angry man is just an angry man
But an angry woman, bitch
I had to ask him for a helping hand
It came with the heart of a Bonaparte, of a frozen fish

It's his town and I went down like a lead balloon
Lead, lead, lead, lead balloon
He said, "Sic her, Rover"
I went over like a lead balloon
Lead, lead, lead, lead balloon, lead balloon

Lead balloon, lead, lead, lead, lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead, lead, lead, lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead, lead, lead, lead balloon
Lead balloon

It's his town and I went down like a lead balloon
Lead, lead, lead balloon
He said, "Sic her, Rover"
I went over like a lead balloon
Lead, lead, lead, lead balloon, lead balloon

Lead, lead, lead, lead balloon
Lead, lead, lead, lead balloon, lead balloon