Hey come old Blackeye
Hes looking for me again
Hes got a hard head
Hes always stinkin of gin
If he thinks he owns me
He better think again
He likes to hurt me
He dont love me at all
He never phones me
Hes never there when I call
Hes a low down dirty dog
Its time I leave him thats all
Bye bye Blackeye
Hes a low down dirty dog
I dont need him at all
(Hey watch what Im saying man!?)
Hey where you goin Blackeye ?
When will you win?
You still got your shoulder holster
You still packin yo little friend
Well one things for certain
Youre never gonna wipe that smile off my face again
Oh yeah
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