Little fox
Oh, I bet you think you are pretty
sly, my little fox.
Slinking out the den at night
silent as a knife.
Oh, where do you go my little fox?
I’ll find that den and smoke you out.
That other man is gonna pay with fire
for breaking up my house.
What am I supposed to think
when the bed sheets are cold?
Ever morning I wake up
with no one to hold.
Oh, where do you go my little fox?
I’ll find that den and smoke you out.
That other man is gonna pay with fire
for breaking up my house.
Oh, little fox,
I was good to you.
Oh, little fox,
you cheat.
You ain’t welcome back no more—
see how sly you are without me!
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