Read my search warrant lady, I'm just looking for my man
Read my search warrant lady, I'm just looking for my man
I got my razor in my bosom and my pistol in my hand
I'm just like a mad dog, I snaps at everything I meet
I'm just like a mad dog, I snaps at everything I meet
But if I find my man, he sure is going to be my meat
I'm going to cut him with my razor, I'm going to use my pistol too
I'm going to cut him with my razor, I'm going to use my pistol too
Now they can call the undertaker to put your last clean shirt on you
I'm going to kill my man then I'm going to kill myself
I'm going to kill my man then I'm going to kill myself
I'd rather we both to be dead, than to see him with someone else
