SEXY SAVANNAH (CIZETA MORODER)

I never think ‘bout her
With a gun on her hands
The fire she used to fire
Burned only our pants

She had sunshine hair
She had Chantilly boobs
She had dance on her legs
She had lips of booze

Sexy Savannah
Taught me to love
Sexy Savannah
Taught me to love

If I could travel in time
On the road we should met
I would always drive
Keep her guns from her

She had shadowed thoughts
She had hard times eyes
Her dreams were trapped in a vault
Her heart destroyed by lies

But still
She was mine
She was my

Sexy Savannah
Who taught me to love
Sexy Savannah
Who treated me so fine
Sexy Savannah
So desperate for love
My Sexy Savannah
Committed suicide