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"Lucretia Mac Evil"

(As recorded by Blood, Sweat & Tears/Columbia)

Lucretia Mac Evil, little girl what's your game
Hard luck and troubles, bound to be your claim to fame, ha
Tail-shakin', home breakin' tuckin' through town
Each and every country mother's son hangin' round
Drive a young man insane
Evil that's your name... talk about it

Lucretia Mac Evil, that's the thing you're doin' fine
Back seat Delilah, that's your sixth big jug of wine, woman
I hear your mother was the talk of the sticks
Nothing that your daddy wouldn't do for kicks
Never done a thang worthwhile
Evil woman child

Devil got you Lucy under lock and key
Ain't about to set you free
Signed, sealed and witnessed on the day you were born
No use trying to fake him out
No use trying to make him out
Soon he'll be taking out his doom
What you going to do?

Lucy Mac Evil, honey where you been all night?
Your hair is messed up babe, and the clothes your wearing
Just don't fit you right, no
Daddy Jones' is paying your monthly rent
Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money went
Dressing you up in style
Evil woman child.

Oh Lucy, you just so damn bad!

Ah Lucy.

Ah, here she comes
Well Lucy, walkin' on main street lookin'
Lucy woah, think about it
Where you been girl?
Stop lyin, stop lyin', stop lyin', Lucy
Wooaah, tell the truth girl.

(c) Copyright 1970 by Blackwood Music, Inc. and Bay Music, Ltd.



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