About to Get Robbed

Darling, I was drowning in a pit of snakes
Waking up alone like a castaway
Your acetylene torch in my bluest eye
But don't talk about death
He's a friend of mine!

Get me to the church and I'll ring your bell
I'm a man about town, darling, can't you tell?
And I'll clean your skirt in my dirty dreams
I'll stand in your way so you'll notice me

And I know you've got your choice of men
But, baby, I'm a criminal
And I'll steal your heart away from all of them!

And every day will be Halloween
I'll be President Lincoln
You can be the Queen
And you can put a bullet in my northern skull
If you'll lay down with me at the hospital

And I know you've got your choice of men
But, baby, I'm a criminal
And I'll steal your heart away from all of them!

And if you go off with another man
And name all of your children after him
Then don't dim the lights 'cause I'm breaking in
And taking you back home with me again

And I know you've got your choice of men
But, baby, I'm a criminal
And I'll steal your heart away from all of them!



Credits
Writer(s): Kye Hillig
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