Hey, you handsome vulture what you got hiding under there?
You got my hands tied, you got your hands behind your back
I take it all's ok, you handsome vulture with all your charm and wit and escapades
You're making me pick, you son of a bitch, you're making me pick one
You ask me about my absences then you make some of your own
You ask me about my absences then you make some of your own