Kidnapper (Live 27th May 1978. Boston, Paradise Ballroom) - Blondie

Uh huh, you've got an unnerving face

Twitching eyes like Norman Bates

You got a cigarette eye on a mirror

Farm boy brown gas station sweeper

You took that girl, you put the saddle on her

Just thirteen

She's her daddy's apple

And she don't know you're the kidnapper, uh huh

Uh hey, your daddy's Whiskey Sam

He's got bloodshot eyes like Ray Milland

Playing solitaire, your mother fidgets

You wanna be rich but you won't dig ditches

She bitches like a brat, she got the money

People breaking their necks

And she thinks it's funny

Where's your old man now? Nobody's home, uh huh

Kidnapper

Kidnapper

Kidnapper

Kidnapper

Well, she don't, you're the kidnapper, uh huh

Uh hey, they call you Skinny Jim

And nobody knows the boat you're in

They dipped your tail when you were back in school

Well, you're a real strange case, but your nobody's fool

So you took that girl and you put the saddle on her

Just thirteen

She's fresh out of diapers

And she don't know you're the kidnapper, uh huh

And she don't know you're the kidnapper, uh huh

Where's your old man now? Nobody's home uh-huh

Well, she don't know you're the kidnapper, uh huh