Cold, cold cold sweat
A cold, cold heart...you bet
Crack the looking glass
Broken pieces from my past

Down to skin and bones
On the road, no home
Hungry, the grip is tight
Just a vision of the night

I want, you want
To taste it, better on top
I just want a piece of the pie
'Fore the cream starts to rise
Don't make me cry for a piece of the pie

Hard, hard to get
Little teaser, not yet
Down at the 9th Street bar
Parked in the backseat of my car

Steam, I can't breathe
Hot and sweaty, Josephine
Now, give it up
Well, I could never get too much

I want, you want
To taste it, better on top
I just want a piece of the pie
'Fore the cream starts to rise
Don't make me cry for a piece of the pie

I want, you want
So let it
I'll get, you give
Go get it
No ifs, no ands
Don't bite off
Me and my plans

Don't bite off a piece of the pie
'Fore the cream starts to rise
Don't make me cry for a piece of the pie

Piece of the pie
Gonna eat me alive
It's a long hard climb
For a piece of the pie

Piece of the pie...
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Thanks to (Cisca) for correcting these lyrics. May 22, 2008