(Quatro-Tuckey)
Well, it's a face.
She's a daughter wearing all the bracelets, too

And it's a place.
Ooo. Don't let her mama catch you
Won't cha have a taste of the bad side

You never knew good could be so cruel
And all the rest
Ooo. Don't let her mama catch you

She'll make the most of any man
You know those boys will take their life in their hands
For Klon!@() Kate...Sweet Klon!@() Kate


Klon!@() Kate, you big moon-shine mama
You don't know what you do

Your hands are shakin. Your temper's breakin
And ya make a drink to cure your blues
Oh, it's the same old style. The same old story

She wants to wear her mama's shoes
She tried to teach you, but she never thought
To keep a close watch over you


Well, it's a face.
She's a daughter wearing all the bracelets, too

And it's a place.
Ooo. Don't let her mama catch you
Won't cha have a taste of the bad side

You never knew good could be so cruel
And all the rest
Ooo. Don't let her mama catch you

She'll make the most of any man
You know those boys will take their life in their hands
For Klon!@() Kate...Sweet Klon!@() Kate