Let me be your piggybank
Let me be your piggybank
Totally addicted under detrimental spell
And if I had a shotgun I'd blow myself to hell
Let me be your piggybank for nothing but your smell
And if I had a shotgun I'd blow myself to hell
Squalid and deranged I'm the outlaw of the kin
Will never be the same again stuck in deadly sin
I slouch along the street instead of strutting down the block
I still did not recover from that stunning cold shock
Away from phony people
Besides the way of life
I won't be blamed for loving you I'll take you be my wife
Let me be your piggybank
Let me be your piggybank