On the sly, when it hurts
You can offer whatever you're worth
You'll decide when you’re old enough, sure
And you'll always be under alert
And they'll bring you in and
No, I don’t wanna know now
I don't, no
What were you doing when they found you in a backslide?
I don't know
On your side, in your perch
You can slide out from under alert
When you wise up and sharpen your spur
You decide how to soften the words
When they bring you in
Now I dont wanna, no
Now I don’t, no
What were you doing when I found you in the back, sly?
I don't know
