Lyrics - S.o.s. by Aerosmith

stagecoach lady, hourglass bodymaking things glow in the nightwell, she would if she could, and she'd be good if she would onlytell her lover she be out tonight'cause
I'm a bata lonely school boyand
I'm a ratand it's too bad, can't get me none of that!
Salt
Lake
City, salt-lickin' bitties*** stinkin' of ginwell my daddy was hard, his face was pretty scarredfrom kickin' ass and playin' poker to winit's too badand it's too badcan't get me none of that!*** ladymy mama
Cady *chivalry was born at her feetwell she shoulda thought twicewhen pa showed his dice*** put my daddy to sleep
It's too bad
Lord, it's too bad!

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