Complaint - Pale Crow

She’s got to be your woman

But she makes you feel the same wrong and thrown

Ooh Lord, let me drive you home:

Hustle and buzz:

Our Mary’s back in town.

Sheeny little face

Braves,

Don’t mess around!

Hey, Babe,

You’re gonna make them wallets pray

Yea-eah.

No matter how you try

You gotta be on high

To face this truth

The love is in the air

Let’s ride the electric chair

Over and over again

You’re choosing your complaint

Truly

God sent us far

You gotta feel it till the grave

No matter how you try

You gotta be on high

To face this truth

The love is in the air

Let’s ride the electric chair

Over and over again

You’re choosing your complaint