What Will Be Left

Confessing my sin, since I was nineteen
My darling you gotta forget
From the day when we met, till the when you left
Now a girl who is scared and dead

Trying to see what will make you believe
When I take off my dress and lay down
My father forgive me for being so bad
And shooting his head back in town

Im driving down right to the hell
My skirt is pulled up
I don't believe what you sell
My rock'n'roll blues will once come to an end
What will be left from me when I turn to sand
When I turn to sand

Releasing myself, unleashing the dog
Judas is my only friend who'll make me stop
Since you were gone, I moved on
Blew some boys, baby, it's rock'n'roll

Trying to see what will make you believe
When I take off my dress and lay down
My father forgive me for being so bad
And shooting his head back in town

Im driving down right to the hell
My skirt is pulled up
I don't believe what you sell
My rock'n'roll blues will once come to an end
What will be left from me when I turn to sand
When I turn to sand

Got nothing else to lose
Got no one to forget
I wanna make no love
As rouge as I can get
I tried to be polite
I tried to love life too
But now I'm driving down
Oh, lord, help me to get it through

I'm driving down right to the hell
My skirt is pulled up
I don't believe what you sell
My rock'n'roll blues will once come to an end
What will be left from me when I turn to sand

I'm driving down right to the hell
My skirt is pulled up
I don't believe what you sell
My rock'n'roll blues will once come to an end
What will be left from me when I turn to sand
When I turn to sand



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