Frankie Boy

The Hawkins

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Easy Frankie Boy, you'll never get what you came for
Your buddy was leaving an hour ago

So believe me Frankie Boy
There was no monster like you were told
All the trial-and-errors were just for show
Now you've got to do this by your own, you know 'cause buddy
He's so long gone, Frankie Boy

Or you could leave it Frankie Boy
It's only the one thing that you where told
That you would gladly sell your own soul for

And believe me Frankie Boy
I'm really tired of your of your shit you know
You can not handle rejection though you're 23 years old
And you lazy ass, you think that you know it all
You think you're better than me?
I say no, Frankie Boy

I'm sorry Frankie Boy
Just take a look at me Frankie Boy
I'm what they call dead, you know

I should be buried in the ground in a six feet deep hole
But Frankie saved it up when he drove to the door
Screaming: Put him on the cart, and let me go

So just fuck it Frankie Boy
We'll do it by ourselves, you know
No, he didn't have a fucking clue what he was in it for
But you and I we can steal the show so just put me on the cart
And let's go, Frankie Boy