Your Funeral, My Trial
By La Belle Rouge


Verse 1

I been drivin him crazy
with all those sexy stares
I been showin him way too much
of my fleshly lady-wares

no day was complete
unless I got a 'rise' from him
and nothin was as sweet
as to make him rise again


Chorus
well I didn't mean to do it
please don't lock me up in jail
no I didn't mean to do it
but I gave that sweet man hell

I thought I'd torment him a little
then leave him alone for a while
but now I'll be so blue attendin
his funeral and my trial

 

Verse 2

I sent him all them letters
with my burning words wrote down
told him he could have it
the next time he was in town

well I only wanted to thrill him
didn't know such hot stuff would kill him
in the shower he'd fall down
and in his fantasy he'd drown

 

Chorus
well I didn't mean to do it
please don't take me to jail
no I didn't mean to do it
but I gave that sweet man hell

I thought I'd torment him a little
then leave him alone for a while
but now I'll be so blue attendin
his funeral and my trial

 

2/12/2007 La Belle Rouge

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