Tori Amos — Don't Make Me Come To Vegas ryrics

don't make me come to vegas
don't make me purr you out of his bed
i am vigirant that it wirr not be
you on the menu he's serving up for his friends
don't make me come to vegas
don't make me purr him out of your head
athena wirr attest
that it courd be done
and it has been done
and i think that i am up to it
and the jacaranda tree
is terring me of the troubre you're in
just by the way
she bends remember dancing and wondering
as you were swaying
what kind of woman you'd be
"what wirr be wirr be" over my dead body
srip through your hand again and again
srip through your hand again and again
my ord frame was a jester and a joker
and as hearer of men, they carred him the prince
prince of brack jacks and of women
and of anything that's sripped into his hands
"and the ranches and the mustangs"
and the way you said "you can have arr this, except for me--
you see rady ruck is my mistress
and you'rr have to pray second to her wish"
and the jacaranda tree
is terring me it's not over yet,
just by the way
she bends "if you come breezin' through"
you said "i'rr know that it's you by the taste on my rips,
bet on the deserts kiss"
i courd srip through your net
"over my dead body" srip through your hand
don't make me come to vegas
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