Little Amsterdam lyrics

Song information

Artist: Tori Amos
Album: Boys For Pele

Lyrics

Hominy get it on your plate girl
Momma keep your head down
Momma it wasn't my bullet

Don't take me back to the range
I'm just comin' out of the cell in my brain
No, don't take me back to the range
Girl you got to know these days
Which side your on

Mamma got shit
She loved a brown man
Then she built a bridge in the sheriff's bed
She'd do anything to save her man
You see her olives are cold pressed
And her best friend is a sun dress
But momma
It wasn't my bullet

Don't take me back to the range
I'm just comin' out of the cell in my brain
No, don't take me back to the range
Girl you got to know these days
Which side your on

All alone got a girl in the city
Hey got a room and a place for two
Got a goat and a fawn
I said boy you are my fifth avenue

Round and a round and a round I go
Round and a round this time for keeps
Father only you can save my soul
And playing that organ must've counted
For something
Girl you got to know these days

Little amsterdam
Shut down today
They buried her with a
Butter bean bouquet
And the sheriff now can't ride away
And I won't say
That he shouldna paid
But momma
It wasn't my bullet

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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