Your kisses were hot, but my lights flash red,
Take back the three little words you said.
Don’t be sorry for the deeds we did,
You just don’t know where my heart is hid.
It’s in a Two Ton Safe, locked up tight,
Guarded by a dog with a Bowie knife,
An undercover cop standing right outside,
With mirrored sunglasses that conceal her eyes.
You may not believe it, but my word is true,
Not lying that I’m just playing with you.
If I act the part, that’s my cover,
You don’t have my heart, just because I’m your lover.
If you play the game of physical affection,
There’s no foul when there’s no harm,
But lately my system of love detection
Is sending up an urgent alarm!
You said you've never been the jealous kind,
Make that a promise if you don’t mind,
If your heart's locked tight and you’re ready to swear,
Now we’re finally getting somewhere.
It’s in a Two Ton Safe, locked up tight,
Guarded by a dog with a Bowie knife,
An undercover cop standing right outside,
With mirrored sunglasses that conceal her eyes.
It’s in a Two Ton Safe, locked up tight,
Guarded by a dog with a Bowie knife,
An undercover cop standing right outside,
With mirrored sunglasses that conceal her eyes.
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