I heard that you were into crooks
And I live by the books
I was lame, and you were amazing
There's nothing quite like
The back of my mind
Honey, don't call me
I swear I'm fine
But if you decide to
I guess I'll call you back
And I kept the knife
That you used to stab my back
I heard that you were into crooks
And I live by the books
I was lame, and you were amazing
Crooks, Crooks
Crooks, Crooks
You found a beehive and cut it right down
You really thought that the rush would cure your frown
Go hug your mother and say you're sorry
Before she gets put into the world of worry
(The world of worry)
Crooks, Crooks
Crooks, Crooks
Crooks, Crooks
Crooks, Crooks