ima tell ya bout a woman whose heart is sunshine
whose body burned hot

ima tell ya bout a woman whose cold as tundra
with some frozen eyes

you could tell by way she moves
that she cares, and it’s lovely too

ima tell ya bout a story of a broken man
how it began and how it ends

what he didnt understand
is all the love he had in his hands
yea

just woke up one morning and said
“i can’t get her out my head”

abused
and blind
confused he’d lost his mind

what sense
he had
was sour and tasted bad

her smell
and her sound
made his heart broke and bound

love is a spell
its a form of mind control
and if could tell then
let me sing to you
all my heartache blues
and all the pain i’ve been going through

i was once in love with a lady see
then cullah turned into cullahmity
into cullahmity, damn

breakup breakdown to the sound of cullahmity