Lucretia MacEvil Little girl what's your game? Hard luck and trouble Bound to be your claim to fame Tail-shakin' heart-breakin' truckin' through town Each and every country-mother's son, hangin' 'round Drive a young man insane Evil that's your name Lucretia MacEvil That's the thing you're doin' fine Back seat Delilah Got your six-foot jug o'wine, woman I hear your mother was the talk of the sticks Nothin' that your daddy wouldn't do for kicks Never done a thing worth-while You're just an evil woman-child. (Spoken) ooh, Lucy, you just so damn bad (Instrumental Interlude) (Bridge) Devil got you lucy Under lock and key Ain't about to set you free Sign sealed and witnessed Since the day you were born No use tryin' to fake him out No use tryin' to make him out Soon, he'll be takin' out his due What-cha gonna do? Lucy MacEvil Honey ya been all night? Your hair's all messed up, babe An' the clothes you're wearin' Just don't fit ya right Big Daddy Joe's, payin' your monthly rent Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money went Dressin' you up in style, evil woman-child.
Writer(s): David Clayton-thomas