Well I’d rather see you dead little boy
Than to be with another woman
You better keep your head little boy
Or you won’t know where I am

You better run for your life if you can little boy
Hide your head in the sand little boy
Catch you with another woman
That’s the end of little boy

Well you know that I’m a wicked girl
And I was born with a jealous mind
And I can’t spend my whole life
Trying just to make you toe the line

You better run for your life if you can little boy
Hide your head in the sand little boy
Catch you with another woman
That’s the end of little boy

Let this be a sermon
I mean everything I’ve said
Baby, I’m determined
And I’d rather see you dead

You better run for your life if you can little boy
Hide your head in the sand little boy
Catch you with another woman
That’s the end of little boy
I’d rather see you dead little boy
Than to be with another woman
You better keep your head little boy
Of you won’t know where I am

You better run for your life if you can little boy
Hide your head in the sand little boy
Catch you with another woman
That’s the end of little boy