Oh Annie, can't you see?
That you're poking at my heart
I've got things I wanna see
But don't wanna do it apart
And I'm trying hard to
Re-analyze my thoughts
And I'm wondering if we
Are two pistols in a pot
Waiting for the powder keg
To drop
So I'll wash the dishes
While you wash your hair
Cause I'd do anything
To show you that I care
But you're pulling out the gun
Think I'd better run
But you're pinning me down
With the "I'll get better, hun"
Oh Annie, my love
What good is it if you're not
Winding up the mast of my cot
When I fell you said
"Brush it off"
Pardon if that caught
Me off guard
And I'm trying hard to Re-analyze my thoughts
And I'm wondering if we
Are two pistols in a pot
Waiting for the powder keg
To drop
So I'll wash the dishes
While you wash your hair
Cause I'd do anything
To show you that I care
But you're pulling out the gun
Think I'd better run
But you're pinning me down
With the "I'll get better, hun"
Oh Annie, my love