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PLUCKED, STUFFED & READY TO FRY


Words & Music
Jim Rainho

 

She trimmed my wings, now I can't fly

She stuffed me with sweet talk that I nearly died

She set the scene, the lights were low

And then what happened after I really don't know

She called the preacher, they set the day

And now this little bird can no longer play

What did I do? What did I say?

I guess I talked myself into a wedding day.

 

I'm PLUCKED, STUFFED & READY TO FRY

Oh woman, woman, woman, you're the reason why

I'm PLUCKED, STUFFED & READY TO FRY

That woman's gonna haunt me 'til the day I die

She took my hand, what could I do?

She put me in a cage that was built for two.

She kissed my lips, Oh me oh my,

She's got me PLUCKED, STUFFED & READY TO FRY

She's got me PLUCKED, STUFFED & READY TO FRY.

 

 

 

© 1961- 2004 - James Rainho



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