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Lucretia Mac Evil, little girl, what's your game?

Hard luck and trouble, bound to be your claim to fame

Tail shakin', home breakin', truckin' through town

Each and ev'ry country mother's son hangin' 'round

Drive a young man insane

Evil, that's your name

Lucretia Mac Evil, that's the thing you're doin' fine

Back seat Delilah, got your sixfoot jug o' wine

I hear your mother was the talk of the stix

Nothin' that your daddy wouldn't do for kicks

Never done a thing worth while

Evil, woman child

Devil got you, Lucy under lock and key

Ain't about to set you free

Signed, sealed and witnessed on the day you were born

No use trying to fake him out, no use trying to make him out

Soon he'll be taking out his due

What you gonna do, oh

Lucy Mac Evil

Honey, where you been all night?

Your hair's all messed up, babe

'N' the clothes your wearin'

Just don't fit you right

Big Daddy Joes paying your monthly rent

Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money's went

Dressing you up in style, evil woman child