Run, and hon
You'll find the wrong end
Of my gun
In place of your face
There'll be an empty space
Oh what a waste
And so, don't go
Against me now
I'd hate to blow
Away your mind
So if you don't mind
Just tow the line
We'll get along fine
CHORUS
And you
Came to me
I gave you fun
You had my son
Now it can't be over and done
'Cause when you're got
You've found your lot
Tied in the gold metal knot
Jane, I'm sane
But can't you see, though
It's very plain
That you're a part
Of my domain
Give up and let me train
You to like your chain
CHORUS
Yeah, when you're got
You've found your lot
Tied in that gold metal knot
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