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I've never been so scorned to find your kindness | Didn't last beyond a fry-up and my spit upon your sheets | And if I'd asked for how you'd answered
I've never been so scorned to find your kindness Didn't last beyond a fry-up and my spit upon your sheets And if I'd asked for how you'd answered I'd have gone and seen my father down at Brompton's Cemetery I hope your back is healing from that brutal flaying And your coat's still stained with me Wear it with my pride pinned to the lapel God knows I left him by mistake God knows I left him by mistake Good morning, good-looking This is the killer speaking Good morning, handsome This is the killer on the line Ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer (Herе comes the killer) Ah, ah-ah, here comes your girl (Here comes your girl) Ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer (Here comes the killer) Ah, oh-oh, here comes your girl If only you'd been honest, could have spared this bloodshed Now I'm wanted 'cross several county lines When your hand is bigger than my heart You can crush it just the way you like You got a whole lotta nerve and a whole lotta spite When you leave, don't look me in the eye When you leave, don't look me in the eye Good morning, good-looking This is the killer speaking Good morning, angel This is the killer on the line Ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer (Herе comes the killer) Ah, ah-ah, here comes your girl (Here comes your girl) Ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer (Here comes the killer) Ah, oh-oh, here comes your girl And I'm down so bad, I'm doing time You look like a weeping saint with your infected eye I'm doing time, and I'm down so bad Hope my television appearance drives you fucking mad Oh, ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer (Herе comes the killer) Ah, ah-ah, here comes your girl (Here comes your girl) Ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer (Here comes the killer) Ah, oh-oh, here comes your girl Ah, oh-oh, here comes your girl!
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