Lyrics:
The wind was driving in my faceThe smell of prickly pear[my rival - show me my rival]The milk truck eased into my spaceSomebody screamed somewhereI struck a match against the doorOf anthony's bar and grillI was the whining strangerA fool in loveWith time to killI've got detectives on his caseThey filmed the whole charade[my rival - show me my rival]He's got a scar across his faceHe wears a hearing aidSure he's a jolly rogerUntil he answers for his crimeYes I'll match him whim for whim nowI still recall when I first heldYour tiny hand in mine[my rival - show me my rival]I loved you more than I can tellBut now it's stomping timeSure he's a jolly rogerUntil he answers for his crimeYes I'll match him whim for whim now