doin' means I'm fightin' mad You don't need no more of what you've already had Your Squaw is on the warpath tonight Yeah, your Squaw is on the warpath
there ain't no pipe can settle this fight Your squaw is on the warpath tonight Well I've found out a big brave chief... Yeah your squaw is on the warpath
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as a mother I'm not fit Well this is just a little Payton Place and you're all Harper Valley hypocrites No I wouldn't put you on because it really did
sure he's somewhere between you and me When you say that you love me I don't doubt it But he tells me the same things you see All I know he's on my mind
you are gone Till you return I'll stay the same dear I'll still be true and walk alone The flame of love is brightly burning you know that I'm your very
missed Is it any wonder that his face is red Kaw-Liga that poor ol' wooden head Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian never went nowhere His heart was set on
please let me go you're hurtin' me I've lost all your love so I can't understand Are you holdin' on to just show me you can This grip you have on me is
Many heartaches have passed since we met there's a kind that a heart can't forget And the sweet memories are too few while I'm living my lifetime for
o'clock in the morning the doorknob turns and you tiptoe to bed You think you're sneakin' in you should know better I know exactly what goes on inside your
ask why I'm wastin' myself on the wine And if I'll come with you you show me a good time Well haven't you noticed these rings on my hand This bottle is
stepped in from steppin' out on me And break that you've been on another spree If you don't settle down and change your way I'll wound up steppin' out on
