No Deposit, No Return

She had the face of a queen

She was wild wet and mean

When I went down in between

She said she wanted to try

But she didn't know why

All she had was that look in her eye

I said you come to my place

You sit down on my face

I'll make you see things you never saw

It was checkmate, stalemate,

The bitch she was jailbait

I think it was against the law

Now I gotta have more of what's in store

So I said to myself no use

She didn't give me the time

She didn't give me the dime

But she gave it all to me when she went

Well I thought I had it made

When I finally got paid

I had my own little, private French maid

I've had her all these years,

She's been nothing but tears

I live my hole life in fear

Now I gotta have more of what's in store

So I said to myself no use

She didn't give me the time

She didn't give me the dime

She gave it all to me she did 'cause

It was checkmated

It was stalemated

It was jailbaited

It was checkmated

It was stalemated

It was jailbaited

No deposit, no return no deposit, no return

No deposit, no return no deposit, no return

No deposit, no return no deposit, no return

Now I'm trying to get out of this mess I'm in

With a friendly old bottle of Gin

She took all my money so I'll grab some change

When I take the bottle back in

But as I took my last drink

I threw up in the sink

And I noticed that the empty bottle read

No deposit, no return no deposit, no return

No deposit, no return no deposit, no return

No deposit, no return no deposit, no return

No deposit, no return no deposit, no return

No deposit, no return no deposit, no return

No deposit, no return no deposit, no return

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