I have eyes for you to give you dirty looks

I have words that do not come from children's books

There's a trick with a knife I'm learning to do

But everything I've got belongs to you I've a powerful anesthesia in my fist

And the perfect wrist to give your neck a twist

Hammerlock holds, I've mastered a few

But everything I've got belongs to you Share for share, share alike

You get struck each time I strike

Me for you, you for me

I'll give you plenty of nothing I'm not yours for better but for worse

And I've learned to give the well-known witches curse

I've a terrible tongue and a temper for two

But everything I got belongs to you Off to bed we will creep

Then we'll sleep and sleep and sleep

Till the little birdies peep

I'll give you plenty of nothing I'm not yours for better but for worse

And I've learned to give the well-known witches curse

I've a terrible tongue and a temper for two

But everything I've got, oh, it's not a lot

Everything I've got belongs to you