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