Polly, dear Polly come take a stroll with me
Polly, pretty Polly into the woods with me
Before we get married some pleasures left to see
Polly why you shaking, is it the look there in my eyes?
Polly why you trembling, is it look there in my eyes?
God dammit i won't hurt you, girl, have I ever told a lie?
Polly, dear Polly, I guess you guessed right
Polly, pretty Polly, I guess you guessed right
I dug on your grave for six hours of last night
Take a few steps further, and tell me what you see
Take a few steps further, and tell me what you see
A big ole fuckin' hole for you to rot in peacefully
With this knife dug in your heart
Can you see how your blood flows?
I want you to enjoy this sight before your conscious goes
Now into the pit, pretty Polly you must go
Polly if you miss me
You can find me down in hell
Polly if you miss me
You can find me down in hell
Cause I packed a Smith & Wesson
Now Ima use it on myself