Flathead

Well, just because she feeds me well
And she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel
It doesn't mean she's got eyes for me
She might just want my bones, you see
And hey flathead, don't you get mean
She's the second best killer that I ever have seen
They don't come much more sick than you
I could go on if you want me to
It's just so wrong, so very nice
And I told you once and you killed me twice
I saw you one time at the back of the club
Chewing on glass and a ticket stub

Said, I heard they kicked the boy until he bled
Then stood and said, "Oh my god", until she said

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Well, everybody knows you're the one to call
When the girls get ugly 'round the back of the wall
And Josephine says you got a bleeding nose
Taking it with her or wherever she goes
And hey flathead, don't check me in
Well, hers is a tonic and mine is a gin
They don't come much more slick than you
I'd drive your car if you ask me to

Said the boy's not right in the head
And you stood and got a kicking instead, until she said

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And she said the boy's not right in the head
And you stood and said, "Oh my god", until she said

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