Tall dark and handsome, a ciga in your mouth
A little black dog, and suitcase by your side
The lights are turned down real low,
I knew it from the get go,
I couldn't help but take my lipstick out
You told me to start walking
The streets were overcrowded here that night
You told to look straight into the light
That the «angels are a-coming down for you tonight»
We walked past the roses,
Past the house in the street
The faces in the window,
Knew that something wasn't meant to be seen
We started walking fast now
My heart was all a flutter
I couldn't help but follow you it seemed
You told me to start running
The streets were overcrowded here that night
You told to look straight into the light
That the heavens are repenting out for you tonight
A handsome starnger called death…
Somebody save me, I don't want to be another
Dead at twenty, something or another Imma-
Keep full of history, I don't want to be another
Dead at twenty something, or another…
Tall dark and handsome, a ciga in your mouth
A little black dog, the biggest smile
Maybe I should go, he tells me I should go
The streets are overcrowded, let's get out
Somebody save me, I don't want to be another
Dead at twenty, something or another Imma-
Keep full of history, I don't want to be another
Dead at twenty, something or another I have-
To make my history, I don't wanna be another
With no history, someone or another or a
Dead at twenty, someone being greeted by a
Handsome stranger called death