Mark Mulcahy - Apartment Murders Lyrics
What a creased and wrinkly old thingIt's time to iron you up and get you locked away'Cause I need a place to stayI need a place like yours to call mineAll you do is sign right here on the dotted lineApartment murdersApartment murdersThey swore that they would not hurt herApartment for murderAnd when you hear a noise in your homeWell, he's coming down the banisterHe's just another hoodlumYeah, he's a real stinkerLearned his tricks down in FloridaAnd now it's time to run backAnd hide your valuablesOh yeah, and be afraid'Cause now here it comes the promiseAnd it sounds too good to be trueApartment murdersApartment murdersThey swore that they would not hurt herApartment for murder