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Honey, the way you play guitar makes me so
Makes me so masochistic
The way you go low deep into the neck
And I would do anything, and I would do and Patty Hearst

standing there in front of the Symbionese
Liberation army with your legs spread
I was wondering will you get it every
From a black man and his women or whether you really did

And now you're on the run what goes on in your mind
Your sisters they sit by the
You know your mama doesn't sit and cry and your
Well you know what your said

Patty, you know your daddy said
Patty, he said, he said, he
Well, sixty days ago she was such a lovely
Now here she is with a gun in her

Hey Joe, hey Joe, where're you with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I where're you goin' with that gun in your hand?
I'm gonna go my ol' lady
You know I her messin' around town with another man
And you know that cool, watch me

Hey Joe, I heard you your woman down
You shot her down to the ground, you her
Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did, I her, I shot her
I her messin' round with some other man
So I got on my truck, I gave her the gun and I her
I her, shoot her one more time for me

Hey Joe, where you gonna, where you run to?
Where you gonna run to, Joe, you gonna run to ?
Go get a cover, I'm go down south
I'm gonna go south to Mexico

I'm going down, down, down to Mexico where a man can be
No gonna put a noose around my neck
No one is gonna me life, no
I'm down to Mexico, I'm going down

You're not going to hear 'em there
And look at the as big as holes in the arms
And the stars like a back electric flag
And I'm there under that flag with your carbine

Between my legs, you know, I felt so free of beyond me
I felt so free, the F.B.I. is for me baby
But they'll never find me, no, can hold me down like a
And I'm still on the run and can speculate what I'm free

But daddy, daddy, you'll never know just what I was
But I'm sorry, I am no little pretty little girl
I am nobody's million dollar baby, I am patsy anymore
I'm nobody's million dollar baby, I'm nobody's patsy
And I feel so