[Hook]
(Oh, Deanna) Oh-oh, Deanna
(Oh, Deanna) Oh, dear Deanna (Oh, Deanna)
Well you know you are my friend, now (Oh, Deanna)
And I ain't down here for your money
And I ain't down here for your love
I ain't down here for your money
I'm down here for your soul

[Verse 1]
There no carpet on the floor
And the winding cloth holds many moths
Around your Ku Klux furniture
I cum a deaths-head in your frock
And we discuss the murder plan
We discuss murder and the murder act
Murder takes the wheel of your Cadillac
And death climbs in the back

[Hook]
(Oh, Deanna) Oh-oh, Deanna
(Oh, Deanna) Sweet Deanna
(Oh, Deanna) Oh-oh, Deanna
Well, this is a car (Oh, Deanna)
And this is a gun (Oh, Deanna)
And this a day number one
Our little crimeworn histories
Black and your smoking christmas trees
And honey, it ain't a mystery
Why you're a mystery to me
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