Tom Waits Follow

She’s as mean as a needle
Don’t get too close to the heater
She’s a mean shop-keeper
She’s got an extra gun
She about 6’4”
She’s a wreckin ball
Now go ahead and kiss her
She brought the bad weather with her

She got you coming through the dog door
She got you coming through the dog door

Now pigs get fat
Hogs get slaughtered
You ought to walk away
You can't but you ought to
Climb the rickety stairs
She got the long black hair
Don’t sit there!
Electricity chair

She got you coming through the dog door
She got you coming through the dog door

Pitchfork (pitchfork!)
Crow bar (crow bar!)
Claw hammer (claw hammer!)
Hot tar (hot tar!)

She’s got ruin in her name
Well she can make it rain
She’s a small town jail
And you’re starving in the belly of a whale

She got you coming through the dog door
She got you coming through the dog door

pitch fork, crow bar
claw hammer, hot tar