Fingered By Fate
Born under a bad sign who’s to say
I wanna sing let the music play
Guitar in hand she gently strummed
I knew not the words so I hummed
She said hold me the hour is late
Go forward we dare not wait
At the end we shall celebrate
For we were fingered by fate
The coffee was spiked with Spanish rum
Wine’s the only drink in the Kingdom
On the cross Jesus gave it all
All they offered was bitter gall
She said hold me the hour is late
Go forward we dare not wait
At the end we shall celebrate
For we were fingered by fate
We made love if you want to call it that
You’re only sexy till you become fat
Kinky women know all the tricks
Round two began I got some good licks
She said hold me the hour is late
Go forward we dare not wait
At the end we shall celebrate
For we were fingered by fate
I decided I would search out the deeper inner source
I rode with the Apache when the Mexicans came in force
Kit Carson he chopped down all our peach trees
Wanka Tanka he’s coming soon riding the breeze
Back to the zodiac deja vous
I can leave everything except you
I kissed her fingers deep in scent
Life lingers one day you’ll repent
She said hold me the hour is late
Go forward we dare not wait
At the end we shall celebrate
For we were fingered by fate
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