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Honey, the way you play guitar makes me so
me feel so masochistic
The way you go down low into the neck
And I would do anything, and I do anything and Patty Hearst

You're standing in front of the Symbionese
army flag with your legs spread
I was wondering will you get it every
a black revolutionary man and his women or whether you really did

And now you're on the run what goes on in your mind
Your sisters they sit by the
You know your mama doesn't sit and cry and your
Well you know what your said

Patty, you know what your daddy
Patty, he said, he said, he
Well, sixty days ago she was such a lovely
Now here she is with a gun in her

Hey Joe, hey Joe, where're you with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I said where're you with that gun in your hand?
I'm gonna go shoot my ol'
You know I found her messin' town with another man
And you know ain't cool, watch me

Hey Joe, I heard you shot your down
You shot her down to the ground, you her
Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did, I shot her, I her
I caught her messin' round with some man
So I got on my truck, I gave her the gun and I her
I her, shoot her one more time for me

Hey Joe, where you gonna, where you run to?
Where you gonna run to, Joe, where you run to ?
Go get a cover, I'm go down south
I'm gonna go down to Mexico

I'm going down, down, down to Mexico a man can be free
No one's gonna put a around my neck
No one is gonna me life, no
I'm down to Mexico, I'm going down

not going to hear 'em stand there
And look at the stars as big as in the arms
And the stars like a back truck flag
And I'm standing there that flag with your carbine

my legs, you know, I felt so free of death beyond me
I so free, the F.B.I. is looking for me baby
But they'll never find me, no, they can me down like a
And I'm still on the run and they can speculate I'm free

But daddy, daddy, never know just what I was feelin'
But I'm sorry, I am no pretty little rich girl
I am nobody's dollar baby, I am nobody's patsy anymore
I'm nobody's million dollar baby, I'm patsy anymore
And I feel so