Number Nine Lyrics & Chords By The Twilight Singers

Devil, sweet talking fly on the wall
Blackberry belle of the ball
Just like you told me I'm going to crawl

You trouble me and I ain't myself any more
I'm crawling around like a whore
And you love me there on the floor

Now come on, boy
Don't be such a baby
And maybe I’ll bail you out
One more time
You got number nine
Staring at you
Get back, boy
Or I’ll make you blind

You fucker, this here's where we settle up
One last sweet drink from you cup
Hand it over, slowly, I'm gone

Now come on, boy
Don't be such a baby
And maybe I’ll sell you out
One more time
You at the foot of the master
I'm faster
But I’m going to take my time
And I’m going to make you blind
I’m going to make you blind
I’m going to make you blind
And I’m going to make you blind

Devil, sweet talking fly on the wall
Blackberry belle of the ball
Just like you told me I'm going to crawl
I’m going to make you blind