Her father died in the electric chair, her mother cut her wrist Her brother's got leukemia, her sister has a cyst I can tell she's got a curse on her, I don't know what it's about And I don't know what she's dying of, but I want to ask her out I wish I was a doctor, I wish I was the law I wish that I could sentence her, I wish that we could talk I wish I was the strong-man, I'd lift her spirits, first And then I'd lift 2,000 pounds, and then I'd lift that curse If I were the judge, I would give her ninety years And if she's still afraid to die, I'll whisper in her ear: You can burn to d**h on a boat You can drown in a shot of whisky You're going to starve working for that restaurant Why don't you come and live with me? You'll get the spare key to my car And we'll split the groceries You'll pay half as much in rent and you'll have twice as many keys. You can burn to d**h on a boat You can drown in a shot of whisky You're going to starve working for that restaurant Why don't you come and live with me? You'll get the spare key to my car And we'll split the groceries You'll pay half as much in rent and you'll have twice as many keys. Ooooh, Wally Wally Ooooh, Wally Wally