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

standing there in front of the Symbionese
Liberation army flag with legs spread
I was wondering you get it every night
From a revolutionary man and his women or whether you really did

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

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

Hey Joe, hey Joe, where're you going with gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I where're you goin' with that gun in your hand?
I'm gonna go my ol' lady
You know I her messin' around town with another man
And you know that cool, watch me

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

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

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

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

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

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