markin time on this concrete wall seems like it wasn t all that long she caught my eye with her devilish grin every pistol needs a firing pin she said she loved me cos i was dangerous got my thick skin cos my dad liked to get drunk and beat me up she came from money and it made her mean the bad apple and the demon seed we were hard as nails but it s me who s gonna rot in jail i remember the night we met i clocked her boyfriend and off we went four wheelin on her daddy s ranch and then she put that nine millimeter in my hand well i popped off a few rounds at the stars lying naked on the hood of her dodge and then she got that crazy look in her eyes she said let s go rob the liquor store tonight we were hard as nails but it s me who s gonna rot in jail not for the money we did it for the thrill shoutin don t act stupid and nobody gets killed for eighty dollars and a gallon of wine surveillance cameras captured my good side she turned me in just to save her own skin creamy thighs turnin state s evidence her daddy s lawyers say i slapped her around i got a guilty verdict and the gavel came down we were hard as nails but it s me who s gonna rot in jail yes it s me who s gonna rot in jail markin time on this concrete wall up for parole well maybe next fall when they ask me if i ve been reformed i ll tell em you ll find out when you open that door i m in jail mama i keep her picture in my cell mama cause i m in jail i m in jail i m in jail i m in jail i m in jail oh oh i m in jail and i ll see her in hell