On my knees   Not that you can help me   I have changed a flat before   And I have gotten dirty      I ain't no faker   I'm as sweet as I am rotten   I might even laugh at myself   I have not forgotten      That I am king of under-a-dollar stores   I know you've seen it all before   But I know it by heart   And I live in—not in a trailer park   But in a caboose in the backyard      I am a bandit, I don't think you want me   Just add a pirate to a lady   I am a bandit, I don't think you need me   Just add a jester to a gypsy      Don't try to make me different   Or find what makes me tick   Last person tried to change me   I still taste it in my spit      Sun dips in a cool breeze   Sweat drips from your nose   You think I'm full blooded crazy   From my head down to my toes      I am king of losing coins in slot machines   But I will live until it kills me   And I live in timid smiles and bold dreams   And I will cry until I bleed      I am a bandit, I don't think you want me   Just add a pirate to a lady   I am a bandit, I don't think you need me   You just give independence to a baby      And I am king of enduring everlasting nights   Of losing sleep by winning these fights   And receiving only dirt   And I give crooked smiles   To the never ending search   I'm made of mud,   I need someone that is made of earth      'Cause I am a bandit