The Plastic Kind - Ghosts of My Deeds

One Eyed Jack stands by the wall
He flicks a cigarette onto the floor
But no one else has seen the gasoline
No one else except of course you and me

He jumps into a Cadillac
He turns and winks then turns and smiles
His wicked grin is meant for you and me
As we tumble into the backseat

It's like I'm looking through a mirror twenty years ago today
The ghosts of my deeds will haunt me all the way to my grave

One Eyed Jack, he slides on past
Ropes of velvet, his smooth bare chest
A flower in bloom, dog in heat, dare he stay
But the hangman he waits for some other dame

Hair white with bleach and his long coat tails
And blue eyes that squint in the sun
The scent of cheap sex is expensive cologne
We belong to him and to him alone

It's like I'm looking through a mirror twenty years ago today
The ghosts of my deeds will haunt me all the way to my grave

Who am I? (Who are you?)
Who am I? (Who are you?)

Written by:
Jamey Baumgardt

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