If You Ain't Gonna Do Me Right

You took my money and you stole my heart,

One got wasted and the other torn apart.

I mighta been a little too eager,

And didn’t use much of my will,

When you dragged me into a two person game of,

F,

Marry,

Kill.

Now I told you this once,

When I handed you a key,

If you ain’t gonna do me right,

Then just don’t bother doing me.

But you got me to the altar,

In some kind of record time,

Started spending all my money,

Now I can barely scrape a dime.

Taken for a lonely loser,

My dignity in the can,

But you just had to possess all the qualities,

Prized by this superficial man.

J. S.

Yeah I told you this once,

When I handed you a key,

If you ain’t gonna do me right,

Then just don’t bother doing me.

With your first two steps, out of the way,

You could say that I’ve had my fill,

Cause now you’ve been F’d, and married too,

I do believe It’s time for the kill!

Ha!

Maybe Kill you with kindness, is what I oughta do,

Cause money always comes home to me,

But you can bet that sweet little apple of yours,

That won’t be something you will ever see.

Cause I told you this once,

When I gave you a key,

If you ain’t gonna do me right,

Then just don’t bother doing me.

Yeah, if you don’t plan on doin’ me right,

Then just don’t bother doing me.

Nope.

Yeah, if you don’t plan on doin’ me right,

Don’t bother doing me at all.