The Curse of K.K. Hammond - Mister Apology

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Artist: The Curse of K.K. Hammond

album: Death Roll Blues

I am a stealing cheating non-believing Jack of no trades
A no good rambling gambling girl's purse grabbing robber of graves
But when my conscience weighs me down
Well hell I'll pick up the phone
I dial Mister Apology and these two words I moan
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
Well I guess that wipes the slate clean Mister Apology?
I am a sugar honey lipstick bunny teen beauty queen
I go to town and turn those heads wherever I may be seen
But when I drank and drove my car and took out some damn old guy
And then they asked if it were me and shamelessly I lied
I'm guess I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
Well I guess that wipes the slate clean Mister Apology?
I am a fundamental transcendental old preacher man
Beseeching overreaching always teaching all whom I can
My belly's yeller like the cornbread that we make in the South
And I cannot resist a young thang with a purdy mouth
LORD HAVE MERCY!
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
Well I guess that wipes the slate clean Mister Apology?

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