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Two of a Crime Lyrics - Miranda Lambert


[Miranda Lambert]
Red rose on painted lips, putting on Chanel
Picking parliaments
Side by side like fuzzy dice
It looks good, kill
We'd be doing time

We're a deadly combination, you and me
The way I play it cool
And you bring the heat
But I got your back
And I know that you got mine
That makes us two of a crime

Whatever gets that contraband
& Southern charm, go hand in hand
Fooling all the Federales,
Shootin' tequila
Hide in the palace

We're a dirty combination, you and me
The way I play it cool
And you bring the heat
But I got your back
And I know that you got mine
That makes us two of a crime

We're a dirty combination, you and me
The way I play it cool
And you bring the heat
But I got your back
And I know that you got mine
That makes us two of a crime.

Little Red Wagon Lyrics - Miranda Lambert



You only love me for my big sun glasses
And my Tony Lamas
And my Dodge Dart classic
You said "I'll be Johnny and you be June
I'll ride with you to the moon"
But guess what?


[Chorus:]

You can't ride in my little red wagon
The front seat's broken and the axel's dragin'
You can't step to this backyard swagger
You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah

Oh, heaven help me
I've been sowing wildflower seeds
And chasing tumble weeds
But that's just who I be
And you're just trying to slow this rolling stone
But I'm on to you baby
So guess what?


[Chorus:]

You can't ride in my little red wagon
The front seat's broken and the axel's dragin'
No you can't step to this backyard swagger
You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah

Oh, you only love me for my big sun glasses
And my Tony Lamas
I live in Oklahoma
And I've got long, blonde hair
And I play guitar, and I go on the road
And I do all the shit you wanna do
And my dog does tricks
And I ain't about drama, ya'll
And I love my apron
But I ain't your mama!
So guess what?


[Chorus:]

You can't ride in my little red wagon
The front seat's broken and the axel's dragin'
No you can't step to this backyard swagger
You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like
Ooh, ahh, ooh, ahh.
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