ANGEL CITY OUTCASTS


Black Suits On Table Three Lyrics

I got a broken heart and that much is true
I got a mean ol' bruise and a skull tattoo
And now I'm heading down to the boulevard
I got twenty bucks and a wild card

And now this room is full of hopeless men
And now my friends, we're just part of them
This is Sodom and Gamora I'll bet on that
Its where you loose your money coat and hat

Well Sergie-Boy took out his bills
Maz and Vlad called you the drinks
She said don't worry hun
I think the drinks are free
Just follow me boys
Black suits on table three

It's been three hours and I've been a pray
To the dancing alley cats headed my way
And then for sure I'll get caught up in a raw deal
And get ripped off by a thief in high heels

It's torture, man it's so unfair
Cause her scent is still in the air
But now in my car and I'm homeward bound
I might just change my mind and turn around

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Record Label(s): 2005 Thorp Records

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