jackson

Florence And The Machine

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout,
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson,
Ever since the fire went out
I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around,
Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson,
Look out Jackson town...

Well, go on down to Jackson
Go ahead and wreck your health
Go play your hand you big-talkin' man,
Make a big fool of yourself,
We're going to Jackson; go comb your hair!
Honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson
See if I care...

When I breeze into that city,
People gonna stoop and bow. (Hah!)
All them women gonna make me,
Teach 'em what they don't know how,
I'm goin' to Jackson, you turn-a loose-a my coat
'Cos I'm goin' to Jackson
"Goodbye," that's all she wrote...

But they'll laugh at you in Jackson,
And I'll be dancin' on a Pony Keg
They'll lead you 'round town like a scalded hound,
With your tail tucked between your legs,
You're going to Jackson, you big-talkin' man
And I'll be waitin' in Jackson, behind my Jaypan Fan...

Well now, we got married in a fever,
Hotter than a pepper Sprout,
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went
I'm goin' to Jackson, and that's a fact
Yeah, we're goin' to Jackson, ain't never comin' back...

Well, we got married in a fever,
Hotter than a pepper sprout'
And we've been talkin' 'bout Jackson,
Ever since the fire went...