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Taking the "O" out of Country

by Nellie Wilson and the Hellbound Honeys

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I see you in my sleep, your logic makes such sense Your beauty makes me weep while you're in my man's pants I see you in my dreams, you got him under your spell This can't be what it seems, this is my living hell Your red, red lips in the longest kiss Your hand up high on his thigh You tell me, "It's okay, you gotta share some days," That's why you're the cunt of my dreams. I see you in my sleep, you got him under your spell Your beauty makes me weep, this is my living hell You make me feel so bad for being so mad I try with all my might but I'm gonna start a fight Your red, red lips in the longest kiss Your hand up high on his thigh You tell me, "It's okay, you gotta share some days," That's why you're the cunt of my dreams That's why you're the cunt of my dreams
2.
I know it's hard to be alone when we're so far apart But I've been nothin' but true to you, given you all of my heart Because when we're together, there's nothing better But I've had my suspicions from the start. Looking back in your life there've been so many girls And after all you and I come from different worlds The biggest diff'rence: ovaries and vas deferens The sexes have different morals. And I haven't seen you in a month, not even once And when I wonder aloud, “Whose voice is in the background?” You say, “Honey, it's Monday, that ain't no day to sin,” And you say, “She's just a friend,” Well I know what you told me, “That ain't no way to hold me,” But our future's lookin' quite bleak Because a whore is a whore every night of the week Monday's blonde with plastic tits, her name's Gina I think Tuesday's a redhead with tribal tattoos, Roxanne likes kink Wednesday's brunette her name's Jeanette Every Thursday's a different fling And all your weekend ladies they all know about me You don't think I know about them, so you start it all over again You say, “Honey, it's Monday, that ain't no day to sin,” And you say, “She's just a friend,” Well I know what you told me, “That ain't no way to hold me,” But our future's lookin' quite bleak Because a whore is a whore every night of the week And I haven't seen you in a month, not even once And when I wonder aloud, “Whose voice is in the background?” You say, “Honey, it's Monday, that ain't no day to sin,” And you say, “She's just a friend,” Well I know what you told me, “That ain't no way to hold me,” But our future's lookin' quite bleak Because a whore is a whore every night of the week Yeah a whore is a whore every night of the week
3.
I've been alone for so long I ain't been boned in so long So I brought you home tonight But not to talk about your dog I can't care less about your dog So lean over and turn off the light This pussy ain't lickin' itself This pussy ain't lickin' itself Well a woman's got needs, dirty deeds and this pussy ain't lickin' itself The grocery store, a parking lot Is a strange necking spot But well, here we are So don't be shy, I don't know why I don't know why you would be shy So shut up and turn off the car This pussy ain't lickin' itself This pussy ain't lickin' itself Well a woman's got needs, dirty deeds and this pussy ain't lickin' itself I've been through hell had this vacancy For so many months now I bypassed your application And took the sign down This pussy ain't lickin' itself This pussy ain't lickin' itself Well a woman's got needs, dirty deeds and this pussy ain't lickin' itself Well a woman's got needs, dirty deeds And this pussy ain't lickin' itself
4.
I Rose Above 01:31
I grew up in a trailer on some forty acres With horses, a goat, and a dog My dad liked to drink and my mom was abused And my brother liked drugs and breakin' laws But I rose above I don't drink nearly as much And when he hits me I fight back And I was only arrested just once My grandmaw and 'paw drink a liter of whiskey And smoke three packs a day between 'em My cousin's in jail for sellin' kids meth And no amount of methadone can wean 'em But I rose above I don't smoke nearly as much And I've never done meth, I've only smoked weed And that's not even really a drug I rose above
5.
Fist City (free) 02:02
You've been makin' your brags around town That you've been lovin' my man But the man I love when he picks up trash He puts it in a garbage can And that's what you look like to me And what I see is a pity You'd better close your face and stay out of my way If you don't wanna go to Fist City If you don't wanna go to Fist City You'd better detour around my town Cause I'll grab you by the hair of the head And I'll lift you off of the ground I'm not a-sayin' my baby is a saint cause he ain't And that he won't cat around with a kitty I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man If you don't wanna go to Fist City Come on and tell me what you told my friends If you think you're brave enough And I'll show you what a real woman is Since you think you're hot stuff You'll bite off more than you can chew If you get too cute or witty You better move your feet if you don't wanna eat A meal that's called Fist City If you don't wanna go to Fist City You'd better detour around my town Cause I'll grab you by the hair of the head And I'll lift you off of the ground I'm not a-sayin' my baby is a saint cause he ain't And that he won't cat around with a kitty I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man If you don't wanna go to Fist City I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man If you don't wanna go to Fist City
6.
Don't look at me and stay out of my sight Yeah, you said you would but that only means that you might Say what you mean and mean what you say You break it you buy it and you're gonna pay You beat it and bruised it You twisted and tore it I forgot how unbearable a broken heart can be Thank god you were there to remind me Oh why oh why did I think I was special this time? I cry and cry and cry, I thought you were mine Goodbye, Goodbye, you couldn't be true I wasted too much time on you You beat it and bruised it You twisted and tore it I forgot how unbearable a broken heart can be Thank god you were there to remind me You beat it and bruised it You twisted and tore it I forgot how unbearable a broken heart can be Thank god you were there to remind me Thank god you were there to remind me
7.
There must be something wrong with me I see it all so clearly After all these years I finally see There must be something wrong with me And all these cheap beers and cigarettes Haven't stopped my tears yet My mind produces your silhouette Every single chance it gets And there's no hope for movin' on I lie awake here all night long Writing cliché country songs And listening to Hank Williams I said I'm sorry and I mean it But after all this, sorry doesn't mean shit There must be something wrong with me I see it all so clearly After all these years I finally see There must be something wrong with me After all these years I finally see There must be something wrong with me
8.
I met you tonight and you looked all right So I didn't put up a fight I thought I'd be nice but I was too nice Now you're holdin' my hand too tight You better let go 'cause I carry a butterfly knife You better let go I'm not afraid to take a man's life And I know three ways to cut you for days Up, down, repeatedly I like a free drink as much as the rest But a drink ain't a contract to fuck So thanks for the ride but stop touchin' my hair And please let me out of your truck You better let go 'cause I carry a butterfly knife You better let go I'm not afraid to take a man's life And I know three ways to cut you for days Up, down, repeatedly Well you can shit in one hand and shove that hope up your ass You're not worth the notch in my belt And I know three ways to cut you for days Up, down, repeatedly Up, down, repeatedly
9.
Just The Tip 03:38
When I was a girl, I was a girl of the world And I thought that I knew it all I met a boy, he was just a boy toy And he tried to put up a wall I talked in soft voices, he made whimpering noises And I coaxed him the best I knew how I know you’re scared and you’re not aware Of how this all works for realz But just try the tip, just for a bit To see how it feels Many years after, I was older and less wise And I found myself in a younger man’s eyes He was separated, newly and sadly He had feelings he tried to disguise I talked in soft voices, he made whimpering noises And I coaxed him the best I knew how I know you’re scared and you’re not aware Of how this all works for realz But just try the tip, just for a bit To see how it feels I talked in soft voices, he made whimpering noises And I coaxed him the best I knew how I know you’re scared and you’re not aware Of how this all works for realz But just try the tip, just for a bit To see how it feels
10.
The Inferno 02:09
This is a story 'bout a night gone wrong With two-for-one beers and lines too long The bathroom walls were a shade of green And there was a flash of white like I ain't never seen I almost died in my mind, that drug was the killin' kind It may have been completely free but boy, did it cost me I couldn't sleep I couldn't eat I wiped my nose on my sleeve My heart was racing to no end And then I broke up with my boyfriend I almost died in my mind, that drug was the killin' kind It may have been completely free but boy, did it cost me I almost died in my mind, that drug was the killin' kind It may have been completely free but boy, did it cost me

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released January 5, 2011

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