One, two, one, two, three
I was born in a desert, raised in a lions den
I was born in a desert, raised in a lions den
Well, well, my number one occupation
Is stealing women from their men
Well, Im a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and Im gone for good
Yes, Im a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and Im gone for good
Well, now, the sheriff couldnt catch me
But his little girl sure wished she would
You know she wished she would
Well now, the doctor call me crazy, sometimes I am, sometimes I aint
You say the doctor call me crazy, sometimes I am, sometimes I aint
You say the preacher man call me a sinner, but his little girl call me a saint
Cause I was born in a desert, raised in a lions den
Yes, I was born in a desert, raised in a lions den
Well, well, my number one occupation
Is stealing women from their men
Now do it, do it again
Yes, I was born in a desert, raised in a lions den
Yes, I was born in a desert, raised in a lions den
Well, my number one occupation
Is stealing women from their men
Do it again
Well, my number one occupation
Is stealing women from their men