Kidnapper

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Ah-ha you got an unnerving face
A-twitching eyes like Norman Bates
You got a cigarette, eyes on the mirror
Farm boy Brown gas station sweeper

You took that girl and put the saddle on her
Just thirteen, she's her daddy's apple
And she don't know you're the kidnapper, ah-ha
Do-do-do, do-do-do

Ah-ha you're daddy's Whisky Sam
He got bloodshot eyes like Ray Milland
Playing solitaire, your mother fidgets
You wanna be rich but you won't dig ditches

She bitches like a brat, she got the money
People breaking their necks and she thinks it's funny
Where's your old man now? Nobody's home, ah-ha
Do-do-do, do-do-do

Kidnapper, kidnapper, kidnapper, kidnapper

Well she don't know you're the kidnapper, ah-ha

Ah-ha they call you Skinny Jim
And nobody knows the boat you're in
They dipped your tail when you were back in school
You're a real strange cake but you're nobody's fool
So you took that girl and put the saddle on her
Just thirteen and she's fresh out of diapers
And she don't know you're the kidnapper
Do-do-do, do-do-do

She don't know you're the kidnapper, ah-ha
Do-do-do, do-do-do
Where's your old man now? Nobody's home, ah-ha
Do-do-do, do-do-do
Well she don't know you're the kidnapper, ah-ha
Do-do-do, do-do-do

 

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