I know a little girl who can't seem
To pull the trigger on me
Said, I know a little girl who can't seem
To pull the trigger on me
She gonna give me up
But she can't seem to let me be
I'd like to say my baby picked me up
And put me down
I'd like to say my baby picked me up
Put me down
She was never really mine
So I was really always on the ground
Wish I would wax her wicked
When she won't want to walk away
Wish I would wax her wicked
When she won't want to walk away
When I'm wondering why I'd want her waiting
Well to wish her, I wouldn't say
And I know a little girl who knows
Just how to make me burn
I know a little girl who knows
Just how to make me burn
Ain't supposed to play with matches
You'd think someday that I might learn, oh
Said, I know a little girl who's longing
Just to set me free
Said, I know a little girl who's longing
Just to set me free
She knows the gun is loaded
But she can't pull the trigger on me