
Criminal Tendencies Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:1993
Lyrics
I'm the son of a son of a gun
Never gave into anyone
Do my time, live and learn
Daddy always told me you might get burned
I put my innocence on the shelf
To be myself - nobody else
I taced the music, let the truth be told
I was a hot-shot sticker who'd be bought and sold
Criminal Tendencies
Takin' all the best of me
Now I can't play the game
Ain't it a shame
Mary Jane, you know you drove me to drink seventeen, we were young and tree
Until the night you told me to leave, brought my blood to a boil, love to a sting i'm the apple of my momma's eve time hangs heavy, now she cry, cry
I sent a man to Seventh Heaven
He'll never be back. I'll be out in seven
Criminal Tendencies
Takin' all the best of me
Now I can't play the game
Ain't it a shame
Criminal tendencies taking all the best of me
Now I can't play the game
Ain't it a shame
Criminal tendencies lakin over me
Ma had to change her name
I'm still the same, I'll never change, yeah