I have eyes for you
To give you dirty looks
I have words that do not come from
Childrens books
There's a trick with a knife
That I'm learning to do
And ev'rything I've got
Belongs to you
I've a powerful anesthesia in my fist
And the perfest wrist
To give your neck a twist
There are hammerlock holds,
Ive mastered a few
And ev'rything I've got
Belongs to you
Share for share
Share alike
You get struck each time I strike
You for me
And me for you
I'll give you plenty of nothing
I'm not yours for better,
But for worse
And I've learned to give
That well knowed witches curse
I've a terrible toung,
A temper for two
And ev'rything I've got
Belongs to you
Share for share
Share alike
You get struck each time I strike
You for me
And me for you
I'll give you plenty of nothing
I'm not yours for better,
But for worse
And I've learned to give
That well knowed witches curse
I've a terrible toung,
A temper for two
And ev'rything I've got
Belongs to you
Ev'rything I've got belongs
Ev'rything I've got belongs
Ev'rything I've got belongs to you