Do Your Worst Rival Sons

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See that stranger coming over here
Though you don’t recognise him, I know your preacher will
Got a voice like sugar, sugar in your teeth
And he could sing you any song now
Sing it sweeter than me
Blind your eyes
Steal your tongue

Take it when you’re old, but
But he likes ’em young
Oh my, oh my baby
Devil’s gonna get you if I don’t first
Take my, take my body
Take my body and do your worst
Oh my, oh my baby

Devil’s gonna get you if I don’t first
Take my, take my body
Take my body and do your worst
If you see that stranger coming on the track
I can hear your mama just calling you back
Hit you like a fever, fever deep
And I touch you like a thief and leave your pockets clean

Blind your eyes
Steal your tongue
Get you when you’re old now
But he likes ’em young
Oh my, oh my baby
Devil’s gonna get you if I don’t first

Take my, take my body
Take my body and do your worst
Oh my, oh my baby
Devil’s gonna get you if I don’t first

Take my, take my body
Take my body and do your worst
Oh my, oh my baby
Devil’s gonna get you if I don’t first

Take my, take my body
Take my body and do your worst
Oh my, oh my baby
Devil’s gonna get you if I don’t first

Take my, take my body
Take my body and do your worst