DB5 Lyrics

Miss You was working the tables

She was hot and ready

But clearly under the influence of Mr Who

Who knows the red and

Who knows the black

Who knows the money is

Coming right back

Miss You

I called you on the telephone

You were changing gearbox on your DB five

Miss You

I thought we had a better deal

You should come and rescue me

In the fight

Well I was fully loaded with my DB five you know

I dress sharp and I pack heat

I was aiming to rescue Miss You

From the red and black Mr Who

So I dropped my DB five with the parking assistant

You know he´s an amputee and clearly a member of Who´s gang

I treasure my words and I always take precautions

Miss You

I called you on the telephone

You were changing gearbox

On your DB five

I was walking the steps

Up into the great room

I was ready for a show

Mr Who was getting nervous

He was aiming for his gun

So I cut him short

And I took him down

Miss You

I called you on the telephone

You were changing gearbox on your DB five

Miss You

I thought we had a better deal

You should come and rescue me

In the fight

Miss You

I called you on the telephone

You were changing gearbox on your DB five

Miss You

I thought we had a better deal

You should come and rescue me