In a bucket top of the hill
Overlooking out of time thrills
You think you need some inspiration
And I wouldnât wanna ask because I donât mind
If it donât rhyme
Are a trespasser
Kiss me when I cross the tracks, baby
And Iâll be watching you babe
Iâll be watching you, Iâll be whining too
Just a soiled little filly can't raise the roof
Keep your heart open under your glass
It was given my a maker that dirty, dirty taker
And ya donât mind because he donât mind saying
âI feel like a lap dog
You pet me when I beg
Why do beggarsisis
They never kneel?â
Iâll be watching for you, too
Iâll be watching for you, too
Iâll be watching for you, too
Iâll be watching you