Stole a verse from hallelujah
Have mercy
I made a reference to a psalm
Time is money but I ain't old enough
To spend my shiny pennies on a pawn
When I saw her dancing with the fireflies
It surprised her loving folks
And she made me whisper
So that the angels couldn't overhear my dirty jokes

Well they want you to be
What you'll never be running around with me
I'll be chasing you down
I'm gonna chase you around

Baby, I broke my eyes from staring at you
You broke my madness with one word
I paid off the profits
With the pictures of all the pretty blonde girls
That I left you for
And when I saw you dancing with the derelicts
It affects my way and you made me reason
But your love was this: my only reason anyway
How real was your loneliness?
Gave yourself just a little time to think it all through
How full was your emptiness?
Your sweet little bit of bitterness
Gave you something better to do

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): JOE FIRSTMAN, RICK PARKER