Benn that way since she was a baby
A mustang you aint breaking
Barbwire wrapped around a pretty Daisy
Yeah, the good kind of crazy
Hey,
Spits fire like a roman candle
A down-home heart that’s prone to rambe
Says that I might be hard to handle
But I know who I am
Oooh, sweet little wild tornado
Oooh, angel with a crooked halo
Oooh, she flies her wings where the wind blows
Oooh, angel with a crooked halo
Oh yeah, oh
Her kindness don’t mean weakness
There’s vinegar in her sweetness
She says I have a friend in Jesus
And He knows who I am
Oooh, sweet little wild tornado
Oooh, angel with a crooked halo
Oooh, she flies her wings where the wind blows
Oooh, angel with a crooked halo
Oh oh, yeah,
Still barefoot wild out running through the field
Tell her she won’t and she sure will
A little south of heaven, north of heaven
But she’s gonna be herself, yeah, yeah
Oooh, sweet little wild tornado
Oooh, angel with a crooked halo
And, Oooh, she flies her wings where the wind blows
Oooh, angel with a crooked halo
Ooooh yeah…halo
(hey hey hey)
Oh yeah, angel with a crooked halo
(hey hey hey)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(hey, hey hey)
Oooh…
Hey hey hey
Angel with a crooked halo.
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