'Fore once again I scar the soul of that girl in my bed
You 'bout scared me half to death girl
What's your name Ruthie Lingle?
Creepin' 'cross them shingles
Don't you frighten here comes the father yet
Whatcha doin' up atop my roof
Don't you frighten you needn't bother
I beseech the Lord clear my head
That little Jesus geek need a good ass, good ass clockin'
Before once again I scar the soul of that girl in my head
No way
Oh, yeah, I heard your talkin'
Oh, yeah, I seen your mockin'
Yeah
Don't you dare boy think my Lord hath done forgotten, no
Oh, Lord clear my bed
Revenge is mine saith the Lord