Her father died in the electric chair, her mother cut her wrist
Her brother's got leukemia, her sister has a cyst
I can tell she's got a curse on her, I don't know what it's about
And I don't know what she's dying of, but I want to ask her out
I wish I was a doctor, I wish I was the law
I wish that I could sentence her, I wish that we could talk
I wish I was the strong-man, I'd lift her spirits, first
And then I'd lift 2,000 pounds, and then I'd lift that curse
If I were the judge, I would give her ninety years
And if she's still afraid to die, I'll whisper in her ear:
You can burn to d**h on a boat
You can drown in a shot of whisky
You're going to starve working for that restaurant
Why don't you come and live with me?
You'll get the spare key to my car
And we'll split the groceries
You'll pay half as much in rent and you'll have twice as many keys.
You can burn to d**h on a boat
You can drown in a shot of whisky
You're going to starve working for that restaurant
Why don't you come and live with me?
You'll get the spare key to my car
And we'll split the groceries
You'll pay half as much in rent and you'll have twice as many keys.
Ooooh, Wally Wally
Ooooh, Wally Wally