Hell's Bells

Well hell's bells, what you trying to sell?
Put it on the table before they take us to jail
What you say, got a bottle to your head
And you never saw it coming, and you pretty white shirt is red
Well, guess that's what you get
When you leaned on me, I heard you asking for it
Did you not come here looking for a fight?
They say brown liquor make you sleep all right
Cocaine make you grind your teeth all night
Well who's that calling, is that your little darling?
Wish she come running or will she go back crawling?
On your hands and knees, baby don't you tease
Sugar momma cut you off at the knees (hey)
Well, guess that's what you get
When you were leaning on me, I heard you asking for it
Did you not come here looking for a fight?
Well you say brown liquor make you sleep all right
Cocaine make you grind your teeth all night
Well he found you out, and the word got around
That you gave us up without a sound
You came up for air, put your feet over there
And you tried to run off, but couldn't go nowhere
Well, I guess that's what you get
You were leaning on me, I heard you asking for it
Did you not come here looking for a fight?
Well ya say brown liquor make you sleep all right
Cocaine make you grind your teeth all night
They say brown liquor make you sleep all right
Cocaine make you grind your teeth all night
Cocaine make you grind your teeth all night
Cocaine make you grind your teeth all night
Cocaine make you grind your teeth all night