To The Kill (Live At Beneath-It-All Cafè / 1981)

Ain't had no fun, all the time jacking around
I ain't had no fun, messing my mind. I kick it around
But if it's alright with you, and if it's alright, yes, I will
Aw, c'mon, babe, go ahead to the kill

I ain't no kid in Chicago, I ain't no Al Capone
But there's a windy city in my bedroom alone
I said I don't live in Chicago, I don't know no Al Capone
That bitch took my money, and she went to Chicago
If I ain't already enough, sick and alone
If it's alright with you, and if it's alright, yes, I will
Aw, c'mon, babe, go ahead to the kill

Ain't had no fun, all the time jacking around
Ain't had no fun
It's downtown, down, it's downtown
And if it's alright with you, and if it's alright, yes, I will
And if it's alright with you, and if it's alright, yes, I will
And if it's alright with you, and if it's alright, yes, I will
Aw, c'mon, babe, go ahead to the kill



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