- Songwriters: Klas Frans Ahlund, Robin Miriam Carlsson
You're always up to no good
Your finger's in my cookie jar
You can have my checkbook
Visa and my MasterCard too
Ain't no price too high for what you do
You could be my dog
I could post your bailbonds when cash was tight
We could fall in love
I could be the apple of your eye
Let's do it right now
My new favorite thing to do
Is wastin' my time on a bum like you
My new favorite thing to do
Is wastin' my time on a bum like you
Your car's a dump and you're broke but that's alright
I never liked them fancy guys
You don't even look good, God, it ain't right
But you're starry eyed and out of sight
You could fall apart
I would post your bailbonds when cash was tight
We could fall in love
I could be the apple of your eye
Let's do it right now
My new favorite thing to do
Is wastin' my time on a bum like you
My new favorite thing to do
Is wastin' my time on you
You're always up to no good
You catch on like a bonfire
Every single worn out line is shiny and new
I never met a sweeter liar
You could be my king
I would knit you mittens and make you pie
We could fall in love
I could be the apple of your eye
Take the VCR
Take the keys to my house
The keys to my car
I don't need it no more
'Cause you gave me the keys to your heart
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