Ride or Die - Montar O Morir

Lyrics

She lit a fire and boiled some roots Crunched up some mullein and jellybeans Called on old ghosts and forgotten saints Lined her eyes with copper Maybelline She said a prayer to the mother of God Wrapped a dime in a piece of tinfoil Washed her hair with patchouli and peaches Rubbed her breasts with sunflower oil It's ride or die (mortar o morir) She's betting everything on black lipstick She got a double row tambourine She dances around like Stevie Nicks She wears earrings made of feathers and glass And walks like she hears the Black Crowes in her head Sometimes at night she does her money moves It ain't only babies who love shortnin' bread She wears a Levi jacket with lot of band patches And plays the Stones Wild Horses on her stereo Sometimes she pretends she is Marianne Faithful Young and strung out in a south of France chateau It's ride or die (mortar o morir) She's betting everything on black lipstick She got a double row tambourine She dances around like Stevie Nicks