You tell that rabbit he can keep his foot.
from where I stood it didn't do him that much good.

You tell Judas he can keep his kiss,
and all those loyal lies that dripped from his lips.

You tell that ocean she can keep her waves,
I'm about as likely to ever change my ways.

You tell those girls they can keep their love,
held like a weapon deep in the cut.

You tell my friends I've had enough,
Ain't got no money, love, or luck.

Got no money, love, or luck

You tell that rabbit he can keep his foot,
from where I stood it didn't do him that much good.

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