Release Me

I can still feel your teeth marks in my neck, Your footprints on my back. And the gris gris you sprinkled in my bed, Is starting to make me crack. I can still hear your twang ringin' in my ear, Your perfume I still smell. You brought it way down below the Mason-Dixon line, Like your mother, you're a southern bell. CHORUS I said Release Me. But please don't let me know. Release Me, But please don't let me go. 1st Bridge All my blood's still boiling. Like a snake, you come coiling, Ready to strike!