Apron Strings
It's all in a letter,
All in a letter I wrote you down,
Psycho in leather,
Killer kid Clever leave this town.
Is it any better Sunny weather,
Teeth all brown,
Kilowatt crystal under,
and over and up and down.
No you wouldn't miss that,
You pack your bags and leave,
But Daddy's got your glove and they all point at you
I guess your hand are clean,
Or should I say tied,
To the apron string,
But he's so Wise.
All in a letter I wrote you down,
Psycho in leather,
Killer kid Clever leave this town.
Is it any better Sunny weather,
Teeth all brown,
Kilowatt crystal under,
and over and up and down.
No you wouldn't miss that,
You pack your bags and leave,
But Daddy's got your glove and they all point at you
I guess your hand are clean,
Or should I say tied,
To the apron string,
But he's so Wise.
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Writer(s): Philip Matthew Kay, Gary Mcclure
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