She digs holes in Heaven and then laughs
When I catch a glimpse from way down here
I'm crawling up the lamp post like a worm
She flips the switch and leaves me blind

And I've known evil, mean, bad people, kinder than that
If you're such a saint, reprieve me
And I've known traitors and deceivers, kinder than that
If you're such a saint, don't leave me

I have been an ornament for hoods
And I've been the driver of a car
But now, I've left the driving up to her
And she does not know or care where we are

And I've known evil, mean, bad people, kinder than that
If you're such a saint, reprieve me
And I've known traitors and deceivers, kinder than that
If you're such a saint, don't leave me

She and Joan of Arc, were having lunch
Today down at the Blue Room
She told Joan, she'd like some barbecue
Then laughed, as Joan began to cry

And I've known evil, mean, bad people, kinder than that
If you're such a saint, reprieve me
And I've known traitors and deceivers, kinder than that
If you're such a saint, don't leave me

And I've known evil, mean, bad people, kinder than that
If you're such a saint, reprieve me
And I've known traitors and deceivers, kinder than that
If you're such a saint, don't leave me

Writer : B.T. BECKER, M.D. CARR, J.L. GOLLIHARE, J.T. RUSSELL
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group