Lyrics:
I was an unmarried girl
I'd just turned twenty-seven
When they sent me to the sisters
For the way men looked at me
Branded as a Jezebel
I knew I
Someone stop Linda (Samson fell for Delilah)
Someone stop Linda (Ahab fell for Jezebel)
Someone stop Linda (King David fell for ?)
And coming in the mist
runnin wanna stick wid it, ya'll
Jezebel is jumpin/your path, you best run
They tempting you to puff, puff, pass/you best run
Keep ya kicks laced, get your
the fuse on the encephalogram
Satan sent her from the bowels of hell
I should have recognized old Jezebel
I surrendered to the urges felt
She popped
nothing to laugh about
Red lips hair and fingernails
I hear your a mean old Jezebel
Lets go up stairs and read my tarot cards
Stay with me
Stay
nothing to laugh about
Red lips hair and fingernails
I hear your a mean old Jezebel
Lets go up stairs and read my tarot cards
Stay with me
Stay
out your neck, sayin' you're a Christian
A Muslim, sleeping with the gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon' tell when
I was an unmarried girl
I'd just turned twenty-seven
When they sent me to the sisters
For the way men looked at me
Branded as a Jezebel
I knew I
as a jezebel
I knew I was not bound for Heaven
I'd be cast in shame
Into the Magdalene laundries
Most girls come here pregnant
Some by their own fathers
Bridget
With a look in her eyes
An ocean of temptation
With every drop of wine
Shadows meeting face to face
The tentacles entwine
One look from the jezebel
when he said
It's all the same
No matter where you are x3
He said
But he was wrong
I'm your jezebel
On my way to hell
What a price to pay
To feel like
So hard at night he's Jezebel
I heard the teller, Himmemel
How you think he wrote the song?
Rock the bells!
[The Product]
Yo,
to laugh about
Red lips hair and fingernails
I hear you're a mean old jezebel
Let's go upstairs and read my tarot cards
Stay with me, stay with me
For
Frankie Lane, he was singing Jezebel
I pinned an Iron Cross to my lapel
I walked up to the tallest and the blondest girl
I said, Look, you don't
And I don't want cha here no more
Get out, Jezebel, no more
Kicking in the Christ
Kiss crude as it is
Talk is cheap like a local Jezebel
Got her face wounds Vigilante-style
Highwayman lick a shallow grave
out a hand, a hand brother please
Now here comes Jezebel, sweet as the morning
Holds out a cup and I'm tempted to drink
Six thousand voices ringing
Around this place no more
'Cause it's a bad thing you done
You're tryin' to wreck my fun
And I don't want cha here no more
Get out, Jezebel, no more
to the lowside of the road
Jezebel is naked with an axe
The prosecution tells you to relax
Your head feels like it's ready to explode
And you're rollin' over,
nothing to laugh about
Red lips hair and fingernails
I hear your a mean old Jezebel
Lets go up stairs and read my tarot cards
Stay with me
Stay
say Jezebel (oh) a lot (oh)
Mi say goodaz mi still wifey dat (awhoo)
Dem have mouth so dem chat
You give me comfort so mi nah stop call you
Mi
So hard at night he's Jezebel
I heard the teller, Himmemel
How you think he wrote the song?
Rock the bells!
[The Product]
Yo,
Sunday school
L.L. Cool J is hard as hell?
So hard at night he's Jezebel
I heard the teller, Himmemel
How you think he wrote the song?
Rock the bells!
than a centipede
I'm cold as December breeze
Catch me sleepin' on niggas, no anesthes'
And I'm duckin' all the Jezebels and Genevieves
UberEats
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