Body Like a Weapon - Magic City Hippies

Speak of the devil and she appears

Heat up the kettle

Dishevel her freckles

Wrestle up another beer

Pick up my medals

Her meadows got me head over heels

Rip up this treble

I bet he’ll send over seven deals

Never let money limit me

Honey got stunning symmetry

Hop in and out of limousines

Pop in an «M» and pity me

In the city we

Sitting pretty kitty B

I ain’t even kidding, G

Living like a legacy

Body like a weapon

Smoking Smith and Wesson in my hand

All night

I might pull her trigger one more time

Just to feel her come alive

Caught in the valley

Singing to Alice

She’s got a long way to go

She got a long way to go

So call up the valet

She lives in a palace

We got a long way to go

We got a long way, long way, long way

I know you say you’re

I know you say you’re all alone

But I don’t want to know

She got a body like a weapon

Smoking Smith and Wesson in my hand

All night

I might pull her trigger one more time

Just to feel her come alive