From the recording BITE THE BULLET

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Music & Lyrics by Chris Gates

Lyrics

When I come home where you've been sleepin' Ain't no rest for all the wicked
No need for excuses
Let me ask you a simple question
She said I don't need your inquisitions
No, no, no, I don't need it
But she sings
I've been abusin'
I've been misusin'
Caught red-handed

Oh, yeah, come on, let your lies rain down on me
I can't resist your deadly kiss when I'm down on my knees, whoa
Lip-loose woman, you know I love you
Ooh, baby, I need you
Oh, when you're comin' home
Oh

You know, I don't believe it
I saw your love and it don't mean shit
How could I have been such a fool?
You got that spell that keeps me under
And like a fiend, a needle full of your love, love, love
That you don't give me
But she still sings
How I've been abusin'
Oh, how I've been misusin', usin'
Caught red-handed

Oh, yeah, come on, let your lies rain down on me
I can't resist your deadly kiss when I'm down on my knees and, whoa
My girl, just like a serpent, you're my tempest, baby Oh, come on, lip-loose woman, you know I love you

Oh, lip-loose woman, you know I love you Yeah, oh, I need you
Baby, baby, bay, whoa
When you're gonna come home, my girl