Houston
Jean Dawson
4:38I'm just a rock-a-bye baby Don't put me to sleep I hold the pistol at an angle And pray on my knees I got a silver-plated halo And dirt on my jeans Who want it with me? Ooh, I thought I told you, I'm bad Like, ooh, I'm really psycho in the head Like, ooh, I twist my tongue when I kiss death, do you like that? Like that Rock-a-bye baby, there's no sweeter tasting blood So romantic Rock-a-bye baby, you're cold and your heart doesn't pump It's automatic I'm just a rock-a-bye baby Watching my dreams A demon and an angel They both kissing me Love is what I'm made for No sugar in me Who want it with me? Ooh, I thought I told you, I'm bad Like, ooh, I'm really psycho in the head Like, ooh, I twist my tongue when I kiss death, do you like that? Like that Rock-a-bye baby, there's no sweeter tasting blood So romantic Rock-a-bye baby, you're cold and your heart doesn't pump It's automatic Ooh, I thought I told you, I'm bad Like, ooh, I'm really psycho in the head Like, ooh, I twist my tongue when I kiss death, do you like that? Like that Rock-a-bye baby, there's no sweeter tasting blood (rock, don't stop, rock-a-bye) So romantic (rock-a-bye) Rock-a-bye baby, you're cold and your heart doesn't pump (rock, don't stop, rock-a-bye) It's automatic (rock-a-bye) Rock-a-bye baby, there's no sweeter tasting blood So romantic Rock-a-bye baby, you're cold and your heart doesn't pump It's automatic