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Snake Oil Soul - The King's Blues Club
Oh man
I roll into town with a box and a grin
Hat tip low and a trouble within
Got a bottle full of charm and a silver tongue
One drop down and your world's undone
You drink my bottle, you'll never be the same
It ain't no cure, but it plays a mean game
Call it magic or call it a crime
But I sell what you crave, one lie at a time
I ain't no doctor, but I'll make you feel fine
Little fire in the blood and a twist in the spine
Ladies line up just to taste my sin
They swear they hate me, then they come back again
You drink my bottle, you'll never be the same
It ain't no cure, but it plays a mean game
Call it magic or call it a crime
But I sell what you crave, one lie at a time
I got smoke, I got flash, I got sweet perfume
I light up your night and I darken the room
Preacher's daughter took two sips and ran wild
Now she howls at the moon like a devil's child
You drink my bottle, you'll never be the same
It ain't no cure, but it plays a mean game
Call it magic or call it a crime
But the truth's in the burn and the rest is mine
Snake oil soul
I sell what you need
But don't blame me baby
You begged for the sin