Paroles officielles de la chanson "The Thief's Statement"
1951 will be remembered as the year Jimmy Mako terrorized New York City.
So whatcha want me to say?
You got me. Yeah.
I Killed him.
So whatcha want me to do?
Why lie now? Why bother?
I'll get the chair anyway.
That's how it goes.
Wasn't the first time I killed someone.
Won't be the last time for you.
'Cept you do it different. You do it legally.
Ain't such a big deal.
It's easy work.
Murder is what I do best.
Where I grew up, it's something you learn,
Like passin' your driver's test.
So whatcha waitin' to hear?
The details? You got it.
Like all the screams and the fear?
I know you.
You like it.
Ain't America a helluva town?
Funky-dunky things go down.
The truth then.
And nothin' but...
Whatcha been itchin' to hear.
Whatcha been dyin' to know.
Whatch want me to say...
I wan't lookin' for it. It was about ten P.M. Saturday.
I'm out on the street watin' for nothin' or somethin; to happen,
Hangin' out by the movie house. Jap pic. Then she comes out of the movies.
Walkin', shiftin', shakin', oozin' by...
Never seen her before.
Two long legs and a couple of granite eyes.
Plenty going on there and plenty wise.
Then she looked at me and I was taken by surprise.
I was scroungin' around for a cigarette when i smelled perfume
And I'll never forget that glance she threw
Like a no-win be that said, "Baby wants to dance tonight"
Plain as plain could be.
Baby want to rock and roll and do the do with me with me with me.
I was sober enough--
Enough to know
When she looked at me she was rarin' to go.
But what did she do?
She walked on by.
The property of one of those greased-down, pinstriped guys.
Oh, she's good at teasin' and tellin' lies.
But she looked at me;
Like she was mine and no one else's.
She looked at me and I'm the devil in disguise.
I stole her soul when she threw her glance;
I say she had no right to settin' fire to my pants--
My head was all a buzzin' full of army ant screaming:
"Baby's gonna dance, all right."
Right across the Tappan Zee.
Gonna make her cry and beg and do the do with me, with me, with me.
It was her own damn fault for leadin' me on-
When she looked at me she was as good as Gone.