Artist: Glee Cast Album: N/A (0000) Title: Cell Block Tango
Lyrics Cell Block TangoAnd now the six merry murderesses of the Cook County Jail In their rendition of "The Cell Block Tango"
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He had it coming, he had it coming He only had himself to blame If you'd have been there, if you'd have seen it I betcha you would have done the same
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You know how people have these little habits hat get you down Like Bernie, Bernie like to chew gum No, not chew, pop So, I come home this one day And I'm really irritated and looking for a little bit of sympathy And there's Bernie lying on the couch drinking a beer And chewing, no, not chewing, popping So, I said to him, I said "You pop that gum one more time..." and he did So I took the shotgun off the wall And I fired two warning shots into his head
He had it coming, he had it coming He only had himself to blame
I met Ezekiel Young from Salt Lake City about two years ago And he told me he was single, and we hit it off right away So, we started living together He'd go to work, he'd come home I'd fix him a drink, we'd have dinner And then I found out, single, he told me, single, my butt Not only was he married, oh no, he had six wives One of those Mormons, you know So that night, when he came home from work I fixed him his drink as usual You know, some guys just can't hold their arsenic
He had it coming, he had it coming He took a flower in its prime And then he used it, and he abused it It was a murder but not a crime
Now, I'm standing in the kitchen Carving up the chicken for dinner minding my own business And in storms my husband Wilbur in a jealous rage "You been doing the milkman," he says He was crazy, and he kept on screaming "You been doing the milkman" And then he ran into my knife He ran into my knife ten times
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum They had it coming, they had it coming They had it coming all along 'Cause if they used us and they abused us How could they tell us that we were wrong? Could you tell us that we were wrong? |