(Pollock/Wright)
Greater days
Steamy swamp thang
Look away
From the gator my eye spies
I see someone walking down the street
Feeding hate to every eye she meets
How could mother bear that child
Lonely nights
Steamy swamp thang
Look away
From the gator my eye spies
I see someone walking down the street
Feeding hate to every eye she meets
How could mother bear that child