Yeeah. Yeeah. Yeeah. Yeeah. I walked a forty damned miles on barbed wire, Cobra-snake for a necktie. Build my house by the roadside, Made of rattlesnake hide. Brand new chimney, made on top, Made out of human skull. Come on baby, take a walk with me, Tell me, who do you love? Who do you love now? Who do you love now? Who do you love, babe? I said who now, who do you love? Tombstone head and a graveyard mind, Just 22 and I dont mind dying. Rode around town with a rattlesnake whip, Come on baby, dont give me no lip. Who do you love now? Who do you love? Who do you love, child? I said who baby, who do you love? Night is dark, the sky was blue, Down the alley the ice wagon flew. Hit a bump, somebody screamed, You should have heard just what I seen. Do you love him, babe? Do you love her, yeah? Do you love me, babe? Do you love him, yeah, heh, yeah? Y-e-eah. Well, who baby, who do you love? What do you love now, baby? Love, love, love me, babe. Love, love, love me, darling. Artist The Doors youtu.be/7GVxB7j7ZL0
Posted on: Sun, 07 Sep 2014 21:53:46 +0000
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