Ray Wylie Hubbard — Cobwebs
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She's got a tattoo below her navel
That says 'Virtue is overrated' written in lower case Latin
She agrees with Robert Palmer that the father of the Delta Blues
Wasn't Robert Johnson but Charlie Patton
She recites a Tibetan prayer at certain phases of the moon
In Spanish with a wicked smile
When she's heels to Jesus she's locked in the pocket
Like Keith Richards open G chunka chunka guitar style
She's Molly Bloom's soliloquy, Little Egypt's belly dance
And cool as The White Stripes Jolene
She's a low-down guitar riff, overdriven and relentless
Ain't no cobwebs on her machine
When I ask if she loves me, she shrugs her shoulders
And hums some old voodoo chant
I get the shivers when she licks her lips
And says "Let's get it on, piss ant"
Some days she sparkles in her 60's shag haircut
Most days she's raggy taggy
She don't use her Christian name
But in certain head shops she's known as Maggie
When I ask about her family, she rolls her eyes
And says, quote the raven 'nevermore' "
She says "Sure we reek of decadence and moral decay
But maybe Heaven's got a back door"
She says you take this world as you find it
And not solely as you wish it
She catches a spider and releases the thing outside
Cause she don't have the heart to squish it
That says 'Virtue is overrated' written in lower case Latin
She agrees with Robert Palmer that the father of the Delta Blues
Wasn't Robert Johnson but Charlie Patton
She recites a Tibetan prayer at certain phases of the moon
In Spanish with a wicked smile
When she's heels to Jesus she's locked in the pocket
Like Keith Richards open G chunka chunka guitar style
She's Molly Bloom's soliloquy, Little Egypt's belly dance
And cool as The White Stripes Jolene
She's a low-down guitar riff, overdriven and relentless
Ain't no cobwebs on her machine
When I ask if she loves me, she shrugs her shoulders
And hums some old voodoo chant
I get the shivers when she licks her lips
And says "Let's get it on, piss ant"
Some days she sparkles in her 60's shag haircut
Most days she's raggy taggy
She don't use her Christian name
But in certain head shops she's known as Maggie
When I ask about her family, she rolls her eyes
And says, quote the raven 'nevermore' "
She says "Sure we reek of decadence and moral decay
But maybe Heaven's got a back door"
She says you take this world as you find it
And not solely as you wish it
She catches a spider and releases the thing outside
Cause she don't have the heart to squish it
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