My dear sweet director

I'm writing to you

To tell you of all the things

I've gotten into

Oh, sweetest director

I hope it's no big deal

But I think it's valid

To feel how I feel

Black and blue

Oh, black and blue

Those are the colors you picked

Is that true?

Or did you just want to

Get back at me

For nothing I'd ever do

Spiteful, spiteful

Oh, so spiteful

Getting you back will be

Delightful

If I get this

Across right

You'll never want to play with my spite

My dear sweet director

I'm telling you now

This is something

I cannot allow

Oh, sweetest director

It's a big deal to me

And I'm looking for more than

Just an apology

So think about

Everything you've donе

And how there's an issue

With еvery last one

Two three four

Five six things you said

Be careful that you don't

Wind up dead

Deader than a doornail

Uh oh

Slimy little snail

Oh no

You move so slow

Yet you're so slippery

But you can't

Get away from me

Count with me:

Five four three two one

Run from my gun

Or you are done

Oh, dearest director

I know how you feel

So please, my love

Make me a deal

My loving director

Please lend me your gun

Cuz if I do this right

We can both have some fun