A little about me hummmm...
No I'm no angel,No I'm no stranger to the street.
I've got my label, so I won't crumble at your feet.
And I'm no baby. so I've got scars upon my cheek.
And I'm half crazy,come on and love me baby.
So you find me hard to handle, well I'm easier to hold.
So you like my spurs that jingle,and never leave you cold.
So I might steel your diamonds, I'll bring you back some gold.
I'm no angel.
No I'm no angel.no I'm no stranger to the dark.
Let me rock your cradle,let me start a fire with your spark.
Oh come on baby,come and let me show you my tattoos.
Let me drive you crazy, come on love me baby.
So you don't give a darn about me,I'll never treat you bad.
I won't ever lift a hand to hurt you and I'll always leave you glad.
So I might steel you diamonds, I'll bring you back some gold.
I'm no angel.
Did not really know how to put me into words, so I used a song,
Profession: Down and out chef