I got in a fight with the stenographer

Afterwards she read me like a book


I had tried to get alone with her


But my temperament was quickly overlooked




On the weekends we can


sneak into this courtroom

And you'll offer me


some sort of bargain plea




Yeah ???? junior was a son of a gun


He pressed his nose up to my head


Yeah I was sweatin' bullets but I dodged the one

It was not as much sweat as was bled





Oh I still love you

Oh I still love you with all I know that you want me dead


And when I turn my other cheek


I will beg and I'll plead

at this time we might just kiss it instead





Cause this my story

and like the glue on the binding I'm sticking to it


If you want to implore me;


change my tune well I just won't do it




Cause this my story


and like the glue on the binding I'm sticking to it

If you want to implore me;


change my tune well I just won't do it