Magdalena sits in her chair
Speaking on the mass
She talks in splice and splinters
She laughs not breaking glass
She said that she would have me
Spirit her away
Stealing all my images
Till there's nothin' left to say
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Your love is like a razor
My heart is just a scar
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
She tells me that she wants me
Then she tells me not to bother
She tells me that I couldn't hold
A candle to her father
She knows that she's got me
When I start to rave about
She'll justsmile and flash her eyes
And blow the candle out
Oh, magdalena
Oh, ho, ho, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Magdalena lying there
Could make a dancer stumble
Make a preacher bite his tongue
And leave him with a mumble
And if you think I'm crazy babe
Or that I'm kiddin' you
Just pay your dues and lose your blues
When she gets her tongue in you
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Your love is like a razor
My heart is just a scar
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Well, I can't be forgotten
And I can't be ignored
You find me with my poems
And my songs
But if upon your journey you're turning to L. A.
Won't you take this little red-haired girl aong?
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Your love is like a razor
My heart is just a scar
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Writers: danny o'keefe Magdalena sits in her chair Speaking on the mass She talks in splice and splinters She laughs not breaking glass She said that she would have me Spirit her away Stealing all my images Till there's nothin' left to say Oh, magdalena Nothing like the saint you are Your love is like a razor My heart is just a scar Oh, magdalena Nothing like the saint you are She tells me that she wants me Then she tells me not to bother She tells me that I couldn't hold A candle to her father She knows that she's got me When I start to rave about She'll justsmile and flash her eyes And blow the candle out Oh, magdalena Oh, ho, ho, magdalena Nothing like the saint you are Magdalena lying there Could make a dancer stumble Make a preacher bite his tongue And leave him with a mumble And if you think I'm crazy babe Or that I'm kiddin' you Just pay your dues and lose your blues When she gets her tongue in you Oh, magdalena Nothing like the saint you are Your love is like a razor My heart is just a scar Oh, magdalena Nothing like the saint you are Well, I can't be forgotten And I can't be ignored You find me with my poems And my songs But if upon your journey you're turning to L. A. Won't you take this little red-haired girl aong? Oh, magdalena Nothing like the saint you are Your love is like a razor My heart is just a scar Oh, magdalena Nothing like the saint you are Explain Request ×
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