文本歌词

Mr. Miss - To keep my love alive
I married many men a ton of them
Because I was untrue to none of them
Because I bumped off every one of them
To keep my love alive
Sir Paul was frail he looked a wreck to me
At night he was a horse's neck to me
So I performed an appendectomy
To keep my love alive
Sir Thomas had insomnia
He couldn't sleep at night
Sir I bought a little arsenic
He's sleeping now all right
Sir Philip played the harp
I cussed the thing
I crowned him with his harp
To bust the thing
And now he plays
Where harps are just the thing
To keep my love alive
To keep my love alive
I thought Sir George had possibilities
But his flirtations made me ill at ease
And when I'm ill at ease I kill at ease
To keep my love alive
Sir Charles came from a sanatorium
And yelled for drinks in my emporium
I mixed one drink he's in memoriam
To keep my love alive
Sir Francis was a singing bird
A nightingale that's why
I tossed him off my balcony
To see if he could fly
Sir Atherton indulged in fratricide
He killed his dad and
That was patricide
One night I stabbed him
By my mattress side
To keep my love alive
To keep my love alive