Oh, put your blues in your pistol
You can take 'em wherever you please
And give your tongue to a devil
Give your tongue to whoever you please
Ain't it a shame, ain't it a shame, honey
Ain't it a shame, ain't it a shame, honey
It's alright, it's okay
Take off your skin so you can do it again
While we fly, I'll scratch your itch
Take off your skin so you can do it again
So you can do it again
Well, you can do the confusion
Well, you can do the whatever you please
Goddamn it, I'm lucky
Am I lucky to have no memory
Ain't it a shame, ain't it a shame, honey
Ain't it a shame, ain't it a shame, honey
It's alright, it's okay
Take off your skin so you can do it again
While we fly, I'll scratch your itch
Take off your skin so you can do it again
It's alright, it's okay
Take off your skin so you can do it again
While we fly, I'll scratch your itch
Take off your skin so you can do it again
Do it again and over I'm in
I'm doin' it again, I'll do it again
