Gotta take my word
That woman got dangerous curves
And some sweet talk
Lord, make a dead man walk
Telling you I need luck
That woman works me up
Slow down, slow down, too late
Hit the brake
She got some danger, dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
Remember I told you first
More troubles than a Gypsy Curse
Down by the lake
By the point
There's an old
Little road house joint
Late one night
In the dark
Kissed her way
Into my heart
Thought I had
A lethal dose
I was wrong
But it was close
Slow down, slow down, too late
Hit the brake
She got some dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
You know they told me careful Jack
You wind up a midnight snack
She, she, she
Got some, dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
My baby like 'em, big and dumb
Like them fools in Washington
Dangerous Curves was written by Moon Martin.