Joe, when I look at You,
Oh, got me feeling crude.
Not an Ounce of merry,
In this State of wary.
Joe, when I look at you.
Joe, you got Words so cruel.
Oh, Acid Tongue you threw.
Not an Ounce of merry,
In a Place so scary.
Joe, when I look at you.
A Tattletale,
You're all for Sale,
Your Wife won't even look at You.
I'll take you down if it's the last I do.
A Tattletale,
You're all for Sale,
Your Wife won't even look at You.
I'll take you down if it's the last I do.
Joe, sunken Eyes of Blue.
Oh, feeling so Removed.
Not an Ounce of merry
Twisted Thoughts you carry.
Joe, when I look at you.
A Tattletale,
You're all for Sale,
Your Wife won't even look at You.
I'll take you down if it's the last I do.
A Tattletale,
You're all for Sale,
Your Wife won't even look at You.
I'll take you down if it's the last I do.