Fast Horse

How can I be drunk? You strike with dry poison I am possessed Still engaged in some kind of advanced shackling Girl you got to find you the man who can smoke this out, Bad Medicine Girl you got to find you the man who can smoke this out, Good Medicine would say - You got you a fast horse darlin' But all you do is complain it ain't a maserati. You had a soul that you left back in Memphis but your mama ain't New York she is pure Tennessee On a desrt High-way I am struck by my own rage Time-bomb in his palm a finger-apple augments this advanced shackling Girl you got to find you the man who can smoke this out, Bad Medicine Girl you got to find you the man who can smoke this out, Good Medicine would say - You got you a fast horse darlin' but all you do is complain it ain't a maserati. You had a soul that you left back in Memphis but your mama ain't New York she is pure can't you see your mama ain't New York she is pure Tennessee Tennessee