Throw Your Hat In First - Norma Jean

Yeah baby I got your letter I knew you’re right

I knew you wanna come home to me some cold and lonely night

You say you’ll be a good boy if I’ll just hold you tight

But I’m torn between one that kiss your lips and shootin’you dead on side

So you better throw your hat in first when you come home

Give me time to stump the floor and scream and curse

Then if I don’t throw without bout a count to ten

Come on in and lave me baby but throw your hat in first

Yeah baby I’ve thought about you ten thousand times

Cried for you till I was sure I’d lost my fever mind

But love and hate are seperated by such a tender line

It’s hard to tell when you get home just what you’re gonna find

So you better throw your hat…

Come on in and lave me baby but throw your hat in first