I know I wasn't made to play on a team
You weighed your suitcase down
But it still wouldn't sink
I know that crime doesn't pay
But I don't know any other way
The way that she smiles me down
She claims to be clowning
I finally long for someone
Teaspoon, Teaspoon
Teaspoon, Teaspoon
Two can just bleed into one
But only one does the bleeding
She calls me the alphabet gun
Teaspoon, Teaspoon
Teaspoon, Teaspoon
I know I wasn't made to play on a team
You weighed your suitcase down
But it still wouldn't sink
I know that crime doesn't pay
But I don't know any other way
She orders the pilot to land
She just wants to hold the man
Well I am her pilot today
Teaspoon, Teaspoon
Teaspoon, Teaspoon
Teaspoon, Teaspoon
Teaspoon, Teaspoon
Writer(s): John Morgan Roderick
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