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What's the matter here? You never repair The lady's cursed with insight You never fix her, with a cold stare She's all broken inside She made a good go, like a weeping willow Her limbs clung to the ground She closed the window, and made a pillow And lay her head down And as her baby slept, she took a long deep breath Now they're zipping her up in a bag Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag And the Cadillac's waiting to take her away Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag Another head cold, another spirit old Mmmm, Febuary Her hair was dirty, and she was 30 in 1963 And while her baby slept she took a long deep breath And they're zipping her up in a bag Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag The Cadillac's waiting to take her away Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag Letras de cancionesAnd drag, and drag, and dragá¢â¬Â¦ She made a good go, for a weeping willow She stuffed some rags on the floor She closed the window She made a pillow on the oven door And took a long deep breath While her baby slept Now they're zipping her up in a bag Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag And the Cadillac's waiting to take her away Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag They're zipping her up in a bag Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag The Cadillac's waiting to take her away Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag Hear her blacks crackle and drag From Letras Mania