She nev er men tions the word ad dic tion

in cer tain com pa ny.

Yes, she’ll tell you she’s an or phan

af ter you meet her fam i ly.

She paints her eyes as black as night, now.

Pulls those shades cross down round tight.

neck.

Yeah, she gives a smile is when the pain tle comes.

The pain gon na make ev ’ry thing all right.

not met, not yet.

Says she talks to (A)an gels,

they call her out by her name.

Oh, yeah, she talks to (A)an gels,

says they call her out by her name.

She keeps a lock of hair in her pock et.

She wears a cross a round her neck.

Yes, she the a hair is from a lit tle boy,

and the cross is from some one she all has not met, not yet.

Says she talks to (A)an gels,

they call her out by her name.

Oh, yeah, she talks to (A)an gels,

says they call her out by her name.

She keeps a lock of hair in her

She don’t know no lov (D)er,

none that I ev er seen.

And to her that ain’t noth (D)in’,

but to me it means,

means ev ’ry (D)thing.

She paints her eyes as black as Oh,

(A)an gels,

they call her out by her name.

Oh, yeah, she talks to (A)an gels,

says they call her out by her name.

Oh,

(A)an gels,

they call her out, (A)an gels,

they call her out, (A)an gels,

they call her by her (D)name.