When I first met you

You were not house trained

A backwood trier

The world磗 your oyster

Your time is mine

What磗 yours is mine all mine

There磗 no honour

Among thieves

So we worked together

A varied rich

and famous crime

You had your motives

I had mine

For a soul to find

Little piece rub off on mine



Trinkets, memorabila

Diamonds, for the taking

One mans treasure

never meant a thing

When I was housebreaking



Took a buckshot landing

From my most famous client

Must have lost it in the fall

Came away emty handed



When I first met you

I was not housetrained