Lucretia Mac Evil, little girl, what's your game?

Hard luck and trouble, bound to be your claim to fame

Tail shakin, home breakin truckin through town

Each and every country mother's son hangin round

Drive a young man insane Evil, that's your name



Lucretia Mac Evil, that's the thing you're doin fine

Back seat Delilah, that's your sixth big jug of wine

I hear your mother was the talk of the sticks

Nothin that your daddy wouldn't do for kicks

Never done a thing worthwhile, evil woman child



Devil got you, Lucy under lock and key

Ain't about to set you free

Signed, sealed and witnessed on the day you were born

No use trying to fake him out, no use trying to make him out

Soon he'll be taking out his doom

What you gonna do Lucretia Mac Evil



Honey, where you been all night?

You hair's all messed up baby

N the clothes your wearin just don't fit you right

Big Daddy Joe's paying your monthly rent

Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money's went

Dressing you up in style, evil woman child

Oh Lucy you're just so damn bad