Uh oh, you've got a nervous face
Twitching eyes like Norman Bates
You got a cigarette eye on a mirror
Farm boy brown gas station sweeper
You took that girl, you put the saddle on her
Just thirteen she's her daddy's apple
And she don't know you're the kidnapper uh-huh
Uh hey, your daddy's Whiskey Sam
He's got bloodshot eyes like Ray Milland
Playing solitaire your mother fidgets
You wanna be rich but you won't dig ditches
She bitches like a brat
She got the money
People breaking their necks and she thinks it's funny
Where's your old man now?
Nobody's home uh-huh
Kidnapper
Uh hey, they call you Skinny Jim
And nobody knows the foam you're in
They dipped your tail when you were back in school
Well you're a real strange case, but your nobody's fool
So you took that girl and you put the saddle on her
Just thirteen
She's fresh out of diapers
And she don't know your the kidnapper uh-huh