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bianca casady & the c.i.a - poor deal lyrics

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my father made a deal with the devil
he promised to give me away
if the devil made him rich and handsome
he thought it was a small price to pay
so the devil, he come to get me
but my tears were way too salty
so he said—
“cut off her hands
cut ’em off clear
and i’ll be back next tuesday”

oh my poor mother, she cried buckets
and then she mopped the kitchen floor
she begged my daddy “call it all off”
she begged him—
he said
“when you deal with the devil
the deal is done”…

my mother said “babe we’re leaving
pack your bag
hush, don’t say a word
while your pa’s out late drinking
we’ll make like winter birds

we can take a plane, we can take a train, we can take a car
far from here
we better make haste
there’s no time to waste
before the devil gets here”

the first time i met him
he was wearing a blue suit
my mother recalled me
as i laced up my boot—
he gave me a jar of b-tterflies
and oh how my heart fluttered by
it flew past the graves of
the lady hearts he’s slain
but oh how i can’t imagine things so profane

i don’t need your nicknacks
i don’t need none of that
just give me all the warmth
that your soul can afford—
so he gave me a ring and he made me his thing

we can take a train, we can take a car, we can take a plane
far from here
we can take a train, we can take a car, we can take a plane
(far from here)
we better make haste
there’s no time to waste
before the devil gets here
we better make haste
there’s no time to waste
before the devil gets here

if god and the devil are the same
then who’s your daddy now?

- bianca casady the c i a lyrics

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