Mighty Tiny — Anna Moratta lyrics

Lyrics

You’ve got Friday in your pockets
And a nicotine embrace
Singin' Old Fitzgerald
With a cigarette case
You’re a beautiful enigma
Anna Moratta can’t you see?
You’re life will be the death of me
You got smacked around in Tucson
No one saw his face again
Quiet moans and broken bones
There ain’t no woman without sin
(bridge)
Your intoxicating stare
You ravaged all my care
You dragged me by my neck
And gave me blood to wear
I left my will behind
When you made me sign
Right upon the dotted line
It’s midnight down in County
And my Hancock’s on the plea
All that’s left are iron bars
And a lipstick guarantee