On My Way to the Bay

On my way to the bay for to get my pay

I got way late by an engine break

His shades were dark and his car was parked

In a grove of apple trees and it wouldn't start

So I drew my gun and I made a B

On a snow white girl sittin' in an apple tree

I said, she is the one who's keepin' you here

She's a witch with an itch so we better steer clear

Well, that engine boy, he took one good look

Then he took my gun and shot that witch in the foot

As she fell with a sigh from the grass to the ground

But that's all just a part of her plan, I have found

'Cause when we got up close then she turned with a grin

Yeah, her eyes painted black and her lips painted thin

She beckoned to me but I said not a word

Then she scooped up that boy like a dog with a bird

Well, I shot her once more direct through the eye

But she shook it off quick and she called me a sign

She said, you know how this works, I think better than most

Then she kissed my mouth and I went like a ghost

On my way to the bay for to get my pay

I came upon a girl and an engine break

I'd known her once and it made me sad

For her magic had wandered and her teeth had gone bad