Karla Faye Songtext / Lyric

Karla Faye, Karla Faye

Karla Faye, Momma's little lady

Karla Faye, Karla Faye

Do it for Momma, Come to Pappa



Holdin' tight to the motor cycle

Feels the blood pound in her head

Shootin' straight with a dirty needle

Momma shows the John her bed

Ten years old, already dead

Deep in the heart of Texas






God bless Texas the home of the brave

In her country clubs her white washed thugs

keep the oil price safe

\"Vote for me\" ... God bless you Georgie Baby

For though the truth will never set you free

You'll be linked eternally...

To Karla Faye, Karla Faye

\"Suck it for Momma... did Big Tex' hurt my Baby?\"



Karla Faye, Karla Faye

You gotta die for Georgie boy

'Cause Georgie boy is on his way



Georgie Porgie pudding and pie

Blessed the girl then let her die