Coyote

We just got out, in the knick of time
We found ourselves drowning, in the blood in a sea of wine
Down from the mountain, she waits
Dancing around the fire, shaking her waist
Oh lemons won't get much sweeter than this
Oh lemons don't get much much sweeter than this
A coyote, a coyote, yea
She dont mind, broken flowers in the morning
I seen the blue fall, dead in her eyes
it just one seat if ya do it, for the money
and how you make them bed, how you make them
Oh lemons don't get much sweeter than this
Oh lemons don't get much sweeter than this
A coyote, a coyote, a coyote, a coyote