Trick Bag - Robert Palmer

Twelve o' clock at night, you walk out the door

You told me baby you were going to the drugstore

Well in my mind I knew you were lying

The drugstore closed at a quarter to nine

I say I saw you kissing Jimmy across the fence

I heard you telling Jimmy I ain’t got no sense

The way you’ve been acting is such a drag

You done put me in a trick-bag

When I come home, start an argument

Just to keep me from asking where my voodoo went

I peek out the front door, I hear the back door slam

Peep out of my window, somebody’s taking on the lam

I say I saw you kissing Jimmy across the fence

I heard you telling Jimmy I ain’t got no sense

The way you’ve been acting is such a drag

You done put me in a trick-bag

Oh hey yeah

Oh hey yeah

Oh hey yeah

Oh hey yeah

We had a fight, then you got mad

Got on the telephone, called your Mom and Dad

Dad said, «She's my daughter and I’m her Pa

But you ain’t nothing but a son-in-law»

I say I saw you kissing Jimmy across the fence

I heard you telling Jimmy I ain’t got no sense

The way you’ve been acting is such a drag

You done put me in a trick-bag

Oh hey yeah

Oh hey yeah

Oh hey yeah