Song Description

Evil woman. (Fool for a man)

Lyrics

Hey Annalinda, can you tell me what you came here to say
Hey where you been to, haven't been around in seven days
The way you twitch your hips, you done something wrong
You move your lips, it's the same damn song
Hey Annalinda, won't you tell me what you came to say

Whoa Annalinda, well you're gonna be the death of me
Ain't no pretendin' that's it anything but misery.
I see you tap your foot on this cold, hard floor
There is someone else, maybe three or four
Hey Annalinda, your lovin's gonna be the death of me

Could be an omen, like a blackbird on my sill
Mmm, evil woman, always drink till you've had your fill
Oh, what a fool now
To think that you'd be mine.
Mmmm, getting schooled now
In the art of being two-timed

Hey Annalinda, gonna pack up my guitar and go.
Got no agenda but to never see you at my door
The way you carry on about a black cat bone
Make a man want to just hold his own
Yeah Annalinda, gonna pack up my things and go.