I run through the back lane trying to
beat the garbage truck man.
I threw something away,something I
should have kept and treasured.
A present from my girlfriend.
A strand of her hair,that she put into
a locket.
I put it in my pocket,next to my rocket.
Well the locket in my pocket
was burning a hole in my soul
My rocket is grounded,it has blown
a fuse.
It has the under used blues.
Now you can see why I threw the
locket away.
I wasn’t getting enough action
So the locket went,straight in the bin
Have I committed a mortal sin.
The locket in my pocket
Is eating its way out of my jeans
by any way any means.
You already know what I did
It is in the trash.
My baby likes my money,she really likes
my cash.
She costs me more money than a freaking
car crash.
Maybe that locket had the bad voodoo
It brought bad luck and trouble like a hoodoo.
I am feeling uneasy,as I go through the trash
That locket took a lot of effort and cost plenty.
Well I found the locket at the bottom of the bin.
I am feeling a lot better,and to stop any future
hassles I went out and bought a safety pin.
I pinned that locket in my pocket,
So I cant throw it away.
My rocket is also pleased that you are here to stay.
The locket in my pocket
Is all safe and secure
The locket in my pocket
Is there forever more.