- cifra
I was askin
For two dollars
Two shots
To kill the king
"if you really love me
And youre thinking of me
Youd do just about anything"
It happened on a sunday
The liqour stores were closed
Thank heaven for the blue laws
We were swimmin in our sunday clothes
I was askin
For two dollars
To cook up somethin cheap
I was shakin like the rabbit
That was hangin from her teeth
"and in many degrees of heat
The fire looked at the meat
And said if I cook you
The least you can do
Is lay there and be sweet "
Call the fire in winter
When it snows it wont be cold
Call the wind in summer
If the salt should reign as gold
Eraticus
Kill the king
Magantas
Kill the king
