Talking to a lady of mine
She had pain in her heart
And poison on her mind
She said Love it's like a disease
It spreads where it wants
And buries you underneath
Dig yourself out dig yourself out
Dig yourself out
Man the girl was afire
Dripping hate from her lips
Where there should have been a desire
I said what's your problem lady
The world is passing you by
Come here and enjoy the fruits
And lick the blood offa yer boots
Dig yourself out dig yourself out
Dig yourself out dig yourself out
Dig yourself out dig yourself out
Dig yourself out
Lick the blood offa yer boots
Lick the blood offa yer boots
Lick the blood offa yer boots
Lick the blood offa yer boots
Lick the blood offa yer boots
Lick the blood offa yer boots
Lick the blood offa yer boots
Lick the blood offa yer boots