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Caught a string full of fish Down by the dam Drag 'em back to the field They should be dead by then Wipe the sweat of my neck And tally-ho the plow I'm gonna grow a woman from the ground ? was a chalkboard The fingernail mold The fish ain't dead yet They will be pretty soon It's kinda like feeling in an old folks home Even though you love them, you can't wait for them to go I'll call her Angelina She's a teacher I once had A halo of honey wrapped around her head And she always used to give me some, when I was a kid I told her that I loved her and then I went and hid I'll take you into town and I will show you off There's room on your dress for a corsage And I'll open every door for you Songtexte Mmm, hmm, hmm Mmm, hmm, hmm Opened up my almanac And in my mind I read "Cut your wrists on the fins of the fish and drain all you can" So I rolled up my sleeves and then began to draw Lines just as deep as days are long I sewed up my wrists and soaked the ground with my blood Stained up my clothes pretty good and I turned that dirt to mud I could not help but close my eyes and lay my body down Cause I heard it takes forever to grow a woman from the ground And I bleed for you now and I'm skinny as a rail I'll be so obliged to keep you nice and warm and safe Oh, and won't you be so proud of me Mmm, hmm, hmm Mmm, hmm, hmm Aus Songtexte Mania