text: I got more love than anything else
  But a Jezebel spirit gonna steal my health
  Struck by the notion that it just might be
  A method to the madness that I cannot see
  Suffering for the freedom of a roughed up soul
  Forty-two years young is a little bit old
  Boy named Sue sing a Tennessee tune
  Got buffalo love living on the moon
  Save this lady for me
  Call me Alabama, Im a Seminole prize
  Got Time Square hair and a bedroom eyes
  Keystone cops and the billy bob chops
  Gonna scare my kids gonna share my crops
  Vampire blood and a baseball glove
  Just a little bit of what the girl is made of
  National crash into the big lampoon
  With a creature coming up from the black lagoon
  Save this lady for me
  Losing ground true sounds of levity
  The forest of the north might hold the key
  Rocking to the rhythm of a ragtime band
  Black flag wave on on my truck my man
  Blasting for jones and the great unknowns
  Got cheap cologne seventy-six trombones
  Looking for the lady that wont be afraid
  When heaven needs a hammer gotta get things made
  I got more love than anything else
  But a Jezebel spirit gonna steal my health
  Save this lady for me