I gave you my number,
Thought you’d might call,
It’s jim from the hospital,
Now you’ve seen it all
Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock, my dear
Aren’t we both the same?
Both consulting in a great game.
The contacts in my possession,
You wouldn’t believe,
For such a daring man,
I like to keep my hands clean…
Mr moriarty,
James to be exact.
You can talk you know johnny boy
Don’t let that pressure make you crack
No one ever gets to me
And no one ever will
Though you’ve come the closest
Still.
You’ve rather shown your hand there,
Thought you should know,
But now the targets Sherlock,
Just so
The contacts in my possession,
You wouldn’t believe,
For such a daring man,
I like to keep my hands clean…
if you don’t stop prying
You Know what I’m gonna do?
I’m gonna burn the heart out of you.
The contacts in my possession,
You wouldn’t believe,
For such a daring man,
I like to keep my hands clean…
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