WAINWRIGHT, MARTHA

Ball And Chain lyrics

Got your hand up all in my shirt
And you know that it hurts
Ball & chain
My ball & chain

Crossing the street you look so fine
Making up everything that's in my mind
Ball & chain
Ball & chain

You are the same with your balls & your chains

Bend me over the back of the carseat
Take me down to Easy Street
Ball & chain
Ball & chain

You are the same with your balls & your chains
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

Why does this always happen?
Why does this always happen?
Why?
Why?
Yeah

Yeah, her tits were higher than mine
With a waist that is sugar-fine
I heard she could read & write too
And she's getting a degree in Fucking U

Sexual Psychology
It's easier than philosophy
It's easier than chemistry
Where's my chemisty?

Why does this always happen?
Oh why does this always happen?
Why?
Why?
Why?

WAINWRIGHT, MARTHA lyrics list

Other Martha Wainwright album (2005) lyrics

Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole Don't Forget Factory Far Away G. P. T. These Flowers This Life TV Show When The Day Is Short Who Was I Kidding?

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