Before you first made love to me
You called me, your wife-to-be
And after that, I saw the devil in your eyes
With your sweet smooth talkinī ways
You turned a flame into a blaze
The night I let you hang my wings upon your horns
Donīt tell me that Iīm no saint
Iīm the first to know I ainīt
Thereīs a little thing called love
And thatīs what changed me
)From an innocent country girl
To a woman of the world
The night I let you hang my wings upon your horns
You hung my wings upon your horns
And turned my halo into thorns
And turned me into a woman I canīt stand
Youīre the first to ever make me
Fall in love and then not take me
The night I let you hang my wings upon your horns
You hung my wings upon your horns
And turned my halo into thorns
And turned me into a woman I canīt stand
Youīre the first to ever make me
Fall in love and then not take me
The night I let you hang my wings upon your horns
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