met a little thing nher name was Ritanin a little bar near Wood Creekngot a place where the preachers come and drinknto wash away the prayers of their meeknI asked her to dancenshe laughed and said you know, I'm older than you sonnshe took me by the hand andnshe led me outside andnfrom the balcony nshe said she said I'm not yours, my friend, I'm not yours, but I'm everythingnfrom the balcony I followed her downnto the town where her husband was killed three years agonIt's time now she said, I wanna get my revenge on the place that took from me everything I hadnhow are you darling?nare you feeling alright?nwhat do you want me to do to pull you from the nasty side of life?nbut in the early air of daynwe rode straight ahead to a bank and we wrapped it and then we rode awaynand then about four there was a knock at my doornand the lights from the cars and the cuffs and they locked me upnhow are you darling?nare you feeling alright?nwhat do you want me to do to pull you from the nasty side of life?nwhat's left that's yours worth keeping?nwhat's left that's yours?nwhat's left that's yours worth keeping?nwhat's left that's yours?nwhat's left that's yours worth keeping?nwhat's left that's yours?nwhat's left that's yours worth keeping?nwhat's left that's yours?nwhat's left that's yours worth keeping?nwhat's left that's yours?nit was the most I ever had nit was the most I ever had whennfrom the balcony nshe said she said I'm not yours, my friend, I'm not yours, but I'm everything