You’re on a roll
You’ve let your oaths flow
With the smoke of ten to four
I say too much swearwords
But you have always had a mouth of gold
That now sounds like a rock of before
That builds you up to just put you down
We both know you dirty little lover
Look for the taste where there’s no honey left
The hotter the night gets
The colder it's the morning
But you are warm indeed
And all these thrills will die in your hands
You said let’s get rid of it

We are now in the middle
And we booth know what it’s on the cards
Come and kill my needings
And keep that coin in that leather bag

Let me cut the meat and melt the cheese
Later we will talk about those lovers
Engaged under the light of a dirty lullaby
Treacherous as rum of that crappy pub
It was just a sort of belief that somehow we could be the ones we went
We both know you dirty little lover
Look for the taste where there’s no honey left
The hotter the night gets
The colder it's the morning
But you are warm indeed
And all these thrills will die in your hands
You said ‘let’s get rid of it’

We are now in the middle
And we booth know what it’s on the cards
Come and kill my needings
And keep that coin in that leather bag