Lyza Songtext
von Bob Wayne
Lyza Songtext
She grew up hard, and she grew up fast
In a town called New Orleans
Got beat up bad by her old man
Started hitching up to Tennessee
Caught a ride with a trucker, said he′d get her there
But it really was Texas Spine
She asked, "Where we going?" He said, "Shut up, woman"
Grabbed her hair and held her down
But Lyza, she wasn't an average girl
She had a pistol down in her boot
She pulled it out, pointed it at him
And said, "I ain′t afraid to shoot"
But he didn't stop, so she shot him twice
Big old truck began to swerve
Then she jammed the brakes and tossed him out
To die there on that curve
Now Lyza's on the run
She got a pretty face and a fully loaded gun
She got long black hair and evil in her eyes
Don′t you mess with her, you might not make it out alive
So she jumped in the truck, turned it around
Looks like she′s got a change of plan
Wanna drive for a while, find a cheap hotel
Try to rest a while if she can
She got out, and she started walking
But then heard this crazy sound
Went back to the truck and opened it up
Never guessed what Lyza found
There's three girls laying there, tied up on the ground
She cut them loose, and they started talking
All about this crazy house
Said the place we came from is full of money and guns
Enough to go around
So they jump in the truck and start it back
They′re gonna take it down
Now Lyza's on the run
She got three new friends and a fully loaded gun
She got long black hair and evil in her eyes
Now they′re on their way, they're gonna get paid tonight
So they circled the house, three around the back
Lyza took the front door
They all walked into some doped-up hombres
Passed out on the floor
All four girls put their guns to their heads and-
They killed all but one and left him alive
Long enough to tell him where the money was
Now Lyza′s on the run
She got a pretty face and a fully loaded gun
She got long black hair and evil in her eyes
Don't you mess with her, you might not make it out alive
Don't mess with her, you might not make it out alive
In a town called New Orleans
Got beat up bad by her old man
Started hitching up to Tennessee
Caught a ride with a trucker, said he′d get her there
But it really was Texas Spine
She asked, "Where we going?" He said, "Shut up, woman"
Grabbed her hair and held her down
But Lyza, she wasn't an average girl
She had a pistol down in her boot
She pulled it out, pointed it at him
And said, "I ain′t afraid to shoot"
But he didn't stop, so she shot him twice
Big old truck began to swerve
Then she jammed the brakes and tossed him out
To die there on that curve
Now Lyza's on the run
She got a pretty face and a fully loaded gun
She got long black hair and evil in her eyes
Don′t you mess with her, you might not make it out alive
So she jumped in the truck, turned it around
Looks like she′s got a change of plan
Wanna drive for a while, find a cheap hotel
Try to rest a while if she can
She got out, and she started walking
But then heard this crazy sound
Went back to the truck and opened it up
Never guessed what Lyza found
There's three girls laying there, tied up on the ground
She cut them loose, and they started talking
All about this crazy house
Said the place we came from is full of money and guns
Enough to go around
So they jump in the truck and start it back
They′re gonna take it down
Now Lyza's on the run
She got three new friends and a fully loaded gun
She got long black hair and evil in her eyes
Now they′re on their way, they're gonna get paid tonight
So they circled the house, three around the back
Lyza took the front door
They all walked into some doped-up hombres
Passed out on the floor
All four girls put their guns to their heads and-
They killed all but one and left him alive
Long enough to tell him where the money was
Now Lyza′s on the run
She got a pretty face and a fully loaded gun
She got long black hair and evil in her eyes
Don't you mess with her, you might not make it out alive
Don't mess with her, you might not make it out alive
Writer(s): Robert Wayne Waters Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

