Tommy Bolin You're No Angel
I saw you sitting across the room
By a sailor with a tattoo'd arm
Drinkin' scotch like it was two cents plain
That's when I knew you weren't from the farm
You're No Angel, that's easy to see
You're no angel, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're no angel, but that's alright with me
Yes, that's alright with me
Every time I see you wearin' something new
Always dressed in the latest styles
You only buy from the fancy shops
Snakeskin, lame', crocodile
Penthouse apartment, yours is the best in town
You got a chauffeur and a butler, too
You love to stay in bed 'til half past two
How your neighbors must talk about you
You're No Angel, that's easy to see
Didn't get those Diamonds workin' 9 to 6
You're No Angel, but that's alright with me
Yes, that's Alright with Me
