Lletres: Aimee Mann. Bachelor No. 2. Deathly.

Now that I've met you
Would you object to
Never seeing each other again
Cause I can't afford to
Climb aboard you
No one's got that much ego to spend


So don't work your stuff
Because I've got troubles enough
No, don't pick on me
When one act of kindness could be
Deathly
Deathly
Definitely


Cause I'm just a problem
For you to solve and
Watch dissolve in the heat of your charm
But what will you do when
You run it through and
You can't get me back on the farm


So don't work your stuff
Because I've got troubles enough

No, don't pick on me
When one act of kindness could be
Deathly
Deathly
Definitely


You're on your honor
Cause I'm a goner
And you haven't even begun
So do me a favor
If I should waver
Be my savior
And get out the gun


Just don't work your stuff
Because I've got troubles enough
No, don't pick on me
When one act of kindness could be
Deathly
Deathly
Definitely