Hey come old Blackeye He´s looking for me again He´s got a hard head He´s always stinkin´ of gin
If he thinks he owns me He better think again He likes to hurt me He don´t love me at all He never phones me He´s never there when I call He´s a low down dirty dog It´s time I leave him that´s all Bye bye Blackeye
He´s a low down dirty dog I don´t need him at all
(Hey watch what I´m saying man!?)
Hey where you goin´ Blackeye ? When will you win? You still got your shoulder holster
You still packin´ yo´ little friend Well one thing´s for certain You´re never gonna wipe that smile off my face again