When I first met you
You were not house trained
A backwood trier
The world磔 your oyster

Your time is mine
What磔 yours is mine all mine
There磔 no honour
Among thieves
So we worked together
A varied rich
and famous crime
You had your motives
I had mine
For a soul to find
Little piece rub off on mine

Trinkets, memorabila
Diamonds, for the taking
One mans treasure
never meant a thing
When I was housebreaking

Took a buckshot landing
From my most famous client
Must have lost it in the fall
Came away emty handed

When I first met you
I was not housetrained