Shining

I took a shining to you I wasn't lying to you What are you trying to do And who are you crying to? You have some singing to do Some singing for your food I have something for you Come into my room It's back alley I know But you're made of gold Just too bright in daylight Step into the dark to talk Up against the wall Empty out all of your content Don't hold back, friend Give me what you owe me then Count to one hundred slowly I put a shining on you Poisoned pill in your food Singing 'la la la' What's that tune Bad timing for you One, two, three, four strikes on you You put your back on my knife Made me ask your money or your life Up against the wall Empty out all of your content Don't hold back, friend Give me what you owe me then Count to one hundred slowly