(ian hunter/overend watts)



Momma's little jewel, just left school.

Fresh from the nuns who made you.

I don't know why, but I'm gonna try to re-incelibate you.



True when I hold you near, and i

Come even when I'm on the run, and i'm

Wearing black scorpio faces, when i

Come in the noonday sun.



Momma's little jewel you got the rules

But I'll be the one to educate you

Take what's mine, take a little time

But don't bite the hand that makes you



Laugh in the evening when i

Catch you with my watering gun

Wearing black scorpio eyes, when i

Come in the morning sun



What you want I can't buy

Why don't you try it my way

What you look for ain't in the book

And I'm gonna show you someday



You won't rise, you won't shine

You won't bleed if you try, boys

You got brains if your luck changes

You'll have to play with my toys



True when I hold you near, and i

Come even when I'm on the run, and i'm

Wearing black scorpio faces, when i

Come in the noonday sun, and i

Laugh in the evening when i

Catch you with my watering gun (? )

Wearing black scorpio faces, when i

Come in the morning sun



Momma's, momma's little jewel

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Momma's, momma's little jewel

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Momma's, momma's little jewel

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