On my knees Not that you can help me I have changed a flat before And I have gotten dirty I ain't no faker I'm as sweet as I am rotten I might even laugh at myself I have not forgotten That I am king of under-a-dollar stores I know you've seen it all before But I know it by heart And I live in—not in a trailer park But in a caboose in the backyard I am a bandit, I don't think you want me Just add a pirate to a lady I am a bandit, I don't think you need me Just add a jester to a gypsy Don't try to make me different Or find what makes me tick Last person tried to change me I still taste it in my spit Sun dips in a cool breeze Sweat drips from your nose You think I'm full blooded crazy From my head down to my toes I am king of losing coins in slot machines But I will live until it kills me And I live in timid smiles and bold dreams And I will cry until I bleed I am a bandit, I don't think you want me Just add a pirate to a lady I am a bandit, I don't think you need me You just give independence to a baby And I am king of enduring everlasting nights Of losing sleep by winning these fights And receiving only dirt And I give crooked smiles To the never ending search I'm made of mud, I need someone that is made of earth 'Cause I am a bandit