I already assumed
That we're in the felony room
But I ain't a judge, you don't
have to be nice to me
But please tell that
To your friend in the cowboy
hat
You know he keeps on sayin'
ev'rythin' twice to me
You know I was straight with
you
You know I've never tried
to change you in any way
You know if you didn't want
to be with me
That you could . . . didn't
have to stay.
Now you stand here sayin'
you forgive and forget. Honey, what can I say?
Yes, you, you just sit around
and ask for ashtrays, can't you reach?
I see you kiss her on the
cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
With her picture books of
the pyramid
And her postcards of Billy
the Kid
(Why must everybody bow?)
You better talk to her 'bout
it
You're her lover now.
Oh, ev'rybody that cares
Is goin' up the castle stairs
But I'm not up in your castle,
honey
It's true, I just can't recall
San Francisco at all
I can't even remember El Paso,
uh, honey
You never had to be faithful
I didn't want you to grieve
Oh, why was it so hard for
you
If you didn't want to be with
me, just to leave?
Now you stand here while your
finger's goin' up my sleeve
An' you, just what do you
do anyway? Ain't there nothin' you can say?
She'll be standin' on the
bar soon
With a fish head an' a harpoon
An' a fake beard plastered
on her brow
You'd better do somethin'
quick
She's your lover now.
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