CRIME

What goes around, comes around, just like the hands of time

And the grass is always greener until you get to the other side

You tell me that you love me, now you taking me for a ride

Her low-cut shirts and miniskirts is something you can't hide

Yeah, you stole my heart and made me cry, knowing all the while

You cut me good, you understood, left me here to die

So, call the cops, going to lock you up, make you serve your time

Had enough of all your shit, let the punishment fit the crime

Let the punishment fit the crime

Knick knack, paddy whack, give a dog a bone