I've stared through bars for one year I have chains between my legs when I walk I'm the wrong man in the wrong place at the wrong time There's no doubt, I'm ruled by fate
I was asked to take care of Rosalyn At St. Peters Square one evening in Aberdeen At one time it looked bright for the both of us But the lamp ran out of kerosene
Cross your fingers and a cross around your neck Fold your hands if you believe they have More power than this waltz
Ask me again in 2 years And you'll get a different answer Because I said there were two men in this dance But it depends on who saw
Revenge is sweet to those who wait I know the names of those involved Some of them have been informed They are no longer my acquaintances
You see when lightning strikes Get down on your knees, look towards the heaven and pray