Miss deed

Intuition you lack, baby, no one has it all
You can always go south and compensate
Their companion with my canyon and them gravel roads

As a matter of fact I always get it right
Is it south or north, I levitate
For my pleasure I can measure your woods and oceans

Bottles on the road made her scream
Ain't no goddess wild enough to be
My gal misdeed
Oh, yes indeed

If i had a hammer I'd hammer in the morning
I would hammer in the evening, to compensate
Lack of bussiness tell me is this gonna drive me mad

Bottles on the road made her scream
Ain't no goddess wise enough to be
My gal misdeed
Oh, yes indeed

Come, don't hesitate, burn and levitate