Arizona Ocean Property
Are you an operator or just an operand?
Sell me some of that Arizona Ocean property land.
You’re a silver tongue devil, I’ve known from the start,
By the way you “let me” give you my heart.
You made me beg; you made me insist;
You made me a deal I couldn’t resist.
Now don’t be sayin’ the Devil made you do it,
You could sell the Devil ice and think there’s nothin’ to it.
‘Cause you know you got that Midas touch,
But like that man, you touched a little to much.
And now you think you bit off more than you can chew,
But Honey, there’s nothing else you can do;
You can’t back peddle, it’s way to late;
It’s time you step up to the plate.
Just put-away your violin;
Put your money where your mouth has been.
‘Cause you got-a Tiger by the tail;
You’ll get you're just deserve, and I never fail.
If you treat me right and I’ll treat you good,
And everything will be as it should.
I’ll be your woman, you’ll be my man;
I’ll sell you some of that Arizona Ocean property land.
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