I wake up ’bout midnight, every night. Just cain’t sleep no more because my woman’s drivin’ me crazy. I told her a long, long time ago she was makin’ me nuts. Now, to keep my peace of mind, I’m gonna have to kill her.
I’m walkin’ the dark, lonely streets, gun in hand. Lookin’ for my woman.
If she’s with another man, I’ll have to kill him too.
Bye-bye, little girl … tonight you die.
Bye-bye, lover … bye-bye.
I see you through the window at Mose’s Place. You’re standing at the bar. You have on that red dress I bought you … and you’re with another man.
I ain’t got nothin’ to lose. I open the door and step inside.
The music, the cigarette smoke … and all my sorrow … assault me.
I know what I have to do.
You’re laughing. You’re having a good time.
The first bullet takes off half your lover’s head.
I take my time before firing the next bullet. I want you to know that you’re gonna die.
I see the fear in your eyes. You’re splattered with your lover’s blood. It goes well with your red dress.