That's an old photo, but yes it's her I'll tell you what I already told the cops You'd better write this down, I don't want to repeat it After we're done here I'd prefer to forget the name of Jackie the Clipper I used to know her, well as well as someone ever could know her Mind like a zipper Honing her art while she was holed up in that darkened apartment Nobody sicker, can't say I miss her Not after what she did to anybody who'd submit to Jackie the Clipper No one has seen her since they fired her after all of the horror
If you've got nothing nice to say There's nothing left to say
God I'm tired Can we end this soon? All these questions wear me down You better press record, I don't want to repeat it After we're done here I will try to erase the name of Jackie the Clipper I used to know her, well as well as someone ever could know her Mind like a zipper Honing her art while she was holed up in that darkened apartment
It would be charity to say That Jackie was careless, she wasn't careless Jackie the killer, Jackie the overconfident and undercompetent butcher Jackie the Clipper No one has seen her since they fired her after all of the horror
If you've got nothing nice to say We already know which one you mean And if you've got nothing else to say There's nothing left to sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
