I have eyes for you to give you dirty looks I have words that do not come from children's books There's a trick with a knife I'm learning to do But everything I've got belongs to you I've a powerful anesthesia in my fist And the perfect wrist to give your neck a twist Hammerlock holds, I've mastered a few But everything I've got belongs to you Share for share, share alike You get struck each time I strike Me for you, you for me I'll give you plenty of nothing I'm not yours for better but for worse And I've learned to give the well-known witches curse I've a terrible tongue and a temper for two But everything I got belongs to you Off to bed we will creep Then we'll sleep and sleep and sleep Till the little birdies peep I'll give you plenty of nothing I'm not yours for better but for worse And I've learned to give the well-known witches curse I've a terrible tongue and a temper for two But everything I've got, oh, it's not a lot Everything I've got belongs to you