Joe
Rodes Rollins
Joe, when I look at you
Oh, got me feeling crude
Not an ounce of merry
In this state of wary
Joe, when I look at you
Joe, you got words so cruel
Oh, acid tongue you threw
Not an ounce of merry
In a place so scary
Joe, when I look at you
A tattle tale
You're all for sale
Your wife won't even look at you
I'll take you down if it's the last I do
A tattle tale
You're all for sale
Your wife won't even look at you
I'll take you down if it's the last I do
Joe, sunken eyes of blue
Oh, feeling so removed
Not an ounce of merry
Twisted thoughts you carry
Joe, when I look at you
A tattle tale
You're all for sale
Your wife won't even look at you
I'll take you down if it's the last I do
A tattle tale
You're all for sale
Your wife won't even look at you
I'll take you down if it's the last I do
