Mrs Jones Lyrics - Pretty On The Inside - Hole

5:24 

Written By Hole 

Performed By Hole 

Located On "Pretty On The Inside" 

Lyrical Copy By Kiran Parghi 

Sorry man sorry sorry I've got a bad I should've looked at it 

I should've looked at it go go away go away 

The sugar star the sugar star and hey your pushing it still hey 

You want her on the bed with her legs wide open and here eyes are spread 

Listen with punch her balls off 

Mrs. jones aww mrs. jones aww 

Cry me a river but just take me home 

Mrs. jones aww mrs. jones 

Sorry man I gotta a gut slit me fucking ran away with my abortionist 

My little eyes blacked you know gizzed with 

The knife they used to gut my face in 

It's been out stabbing baby baby angels in 

Smile smile 

The skies a narcotic with us black jack bones 

Ohh mrs. jones please mrs. jones my virus is raging 

It's breaking my balls off mrs. jones please mrs. jones 

Die so I I will i will follow you down the sick drain 

When I lean on huh the sink don't worry don't worry don't worry baby 

You will you will never stink so bad whoa 

Sorry man I'm sorry I shouldn't have looked at it I'm sorry man 

You know I night blooming sickle cell your a night blooming sickle cell 

Anyway anyway look into the bloodroot you suicide bitch 

It takes an hour like you to make me wanna live 

Sorry me I'm sorry man I'm sorry man wow 

The skies a narcotic black jack balls off 

Mrs. jones aww mrs.jones 

Your little doggy won't leave me alone 

Mrs. Jones please Mrs. Jones 

My virus is raging it's breaking my balls off 

Mrs. jones pleae mrs. jones 

Ohh cry me a river baby just take me home 

Ohh mrs. jones aww mrs. jones 

Sister ectoplasma she's incredulous 

Just like a pro she takes off her dress 

And she kicks you down in her snow white pumps 

Just remember it was me who found the lump 

Your why your yah why yah yah yah yah hey hey 

Shit shit yah you ohh yah yah yah shit shit 

East is worst west is west and my eye was you and my was the best 

Yah east is east and west was west my was you and my was my was your 

Mrs. Jones yah yah don't ask me again 

Don't ever talk to me like that again