I want you for my own I want you for my rights I want you for my home I want you in my sights
Ah, yes it’s a con I know And it’s dark and slow And creeping up behind Yes it’s a real fine love Four letter shove In the middle of the night
Most of them never try Most of them only beg And cover up their eyes By pulling off your legs
Yes he’s a friend I know And he walks real slow And he’s pulling on the reigns Yes it’s the way you feel When it’s warm and real A bullet for the pain
Yes it’s the great escape With a sword and cape And a fold across your eyes And it’s the secret notes And big red coat In the middle of July
Wonderful color I hope you never change I bet you never will You’re sad enough to cry But bad enough to kill
Ah, yes it’s a con I know And it’s dark and slow And creeping up behind And it’s a dark wet notes And big red coat In the middle of July
Yes he’s a friend I know And he walks real slow And pulling on the reigns Yes it’s the way you feel When it’s warm and real A bullet for the pain It sounds just the same