A Little Wicked - Valerie Broussard

«A little wicked,» that’s what he calls me

Cause that’s what I am, that’s what I am

No one calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne

No one calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne

Beware the patient woman, cause this much I know

No one calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne

One of these days a-coming, I’m gonna take that boy’s crown

There’s a serpent in these still waters lying deep down

To the king, I will bow, at least for now

One of these days a-coming, I’m gonna take that boy’s crown

Cause I am, I am a little wicked

I am, I am

Hands red, hands red just like he said

I am a little wicked

No one calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne

I’ll be high up in that tower, he’ll be down there getting stoned

Beware the patient woman, cause this much I know

No one calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne

Cause I am, I am a little wicked

I am, I am

Hands red, hands red just like he said

I am a little wicked

As I lay me down to sleep

I will not scream, I will not weep

If he should die before he wakes

I’ll pray the Lord his soul to take

Cause I am, I am a little wicked

I am, yes, I am

Hands red, hands red just like he said

I am a little wicked

No one calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne

No one calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne