Well, the witches stare with their akimbo Silhouettes a up in the window Call me the coming with the crooked But I
Devotees among the moms on the promenade Into a tabernago on the But I don't
she's mine, she's mine She's mine, all Yeah, she's mine,
Midnight across the peoples parking I fled the fire like a and spark upon Zoo the dark She was waiting right for me
She knows that my hands are As I go pass, her a envy And I have to fumble in the dark For my
I she's mine, she's mine mine, all mine Yeah, she's mine,
The gathered in the yard Around the [Incomprehensible] made of And waited for leaders words But his words didn't much sense
His mouth is spat out of today 'Cause in his is swirled in a southern swagger And I love all, the people gather But they're in a trance
And she's mine, she's mine, all mine Yeah, she's mine,
I was strong the quarter canes my soul to the furnace flames Where all my heroes have slain or put in prison
Because they rose above the And their power opposed the fading they spoke of something else When everybody else
The music fills the space The in the prophecies Nobodys pressing the in the sand
She looks at me so And I it all too seriously But it all becomes a to me And makes me
she's mine, she's mine She's mine, all Yeah, mine, mine
Yeah, she's mine, all All mine, all Yeah, she's mine, yes, Oh,
Yes, she's mine, yeah, Yeah, Yeah, mine