Lyrics: Mother Hips. Del Mar Station.

What?s the trouble Del Mar Station?
Are you tired of me hanging around?
I think I need a small vacation,
Some place where I can?t hear a sound.
Images keep repeating
Of her with another plan
She?s got everybody eating
Out from the palm of her sweet hand

Oh ? what have you done?
Oh ? what have you done?
Oh ? what have you done, what have you done?

What you did, what you did, what you did
is something I can?t understand

Well I read about the good man
And I try to follow suit
He's got angels all around him
He don't smoke or cheat or shoot

Oh ? what have you done?
Oh ? what have you done?
Oh ? what have you done, what have you done?

What you did, what you did, what you did
is something I can?t understand