Morgana Jones

Morgana Jones was a middle aged woman

She was ugly as she could be

Looking for a kid about half her age

To show him what there was to see

Morgana knew more tricks than Houdini

She could make a blind man see

Make a crippled man run along

High hurdles and Morgana's coming after me

Morgana leave me alone

I don't need none of your action

Morgana leave me alone

I got my own kind of satisfaction

I gave her ten dollars for an hour and a half

But God, it sure went fast

Morgana kept her eyes on her watch

She knew how long I'd last

Many was the time I'd hide the hill

It was that or the undertaker

And morning would come and I'd tip-toe out

And pray to God I wouldn't wake her

Morgana leave me alone

I don't need none of your action

Morgana leave me alone

I got my own kind of satisfaction

Now that I think about poor Morgana

She really wasn't all there

I know she's not the best I've known

But she's sure not the worst I've had

It really didn't matter when she said it was over

I didn't have to bother

The thing that hurt when she looked at me

Said I'd never be as good as my father

Morgana leave me alone

I don't need none of your action

Morgana leave me alone

I got my own kind of satisfaction

Don't you talk about Morgana