Fist City
Loretta Lynn, 1968
intro
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verse
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chorus
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outro
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You've been makin' your braggs around town, That you've been a lovin' my man.
But the man I love, when he picks up trash, He puts it in a garbage can.
And that's what you look like to me, And what I see's a pity.
You better close you face and stay outta my way, If you don't wanna go to fist city.
chorus
If you don't wanna go to fist city, You better detour around my town.
'Cause I'll grab a you by the hair a the head, And I'll lift you off of the ground.
I'm not a sayin' my baby's at saint 'cause he ain't. N' that he won't cat around with a kitty.
I'm here to tell ya gal to lay off 'a my man. If you don't wanna go to fist city.
Come on and tell me what you told my friends, If you think you're brave enough,
And I'll show you what a real woman is, Since you think you're hot stuff.
You'll bite off more than you can chew. If you get to cute or witty,
You better move your feet, If you don't wanna eat, A meal that's called fist city.