Lyrics
I bet you thought you were a real operator
But I don't know why
All you had was a bankroll, babe
And a glint in your eye
I'm high steppin' like an Indian brave
I'm the one dancing on your grave
You know I'm a killer, babe
Here's late news for you
You couldn't buy me with a million, babe
'Cause I'm too good for you
I know you think I'm a real rough trade
Now I'm the one dancing on your grave
One time you was a real high-stepper
On the high trapeze
But you know you ran out of money
Wound up on your knees
I'm the one you never made
Now I'm the one dancing on your grave
I'm the one
