She damned if she do she damned
If she on´t if history hangs her
Her memory won´t it´s been a procession
of sweethearts passing through some of them left no trace
at all and some left her black and blue

But she come alive when she dying
She come alive when she on her last
Leg she come alive when she on her
Death bed

She damned if she will she damned
If she won´t some of them left in
One piece and some she damn near
Broke
Now I am no stranger to the strange
And all his ways but what can be
Strangers thant to be stuck outside
Your cage