Monica Heldal Conman Coming
There's a conman coming
There's a conman coming
There's a conman coming outta your railroad
I can feel him coming
I can hear him coming
I can see him coming to steal my soul
When the conman fires
And the flames get higher
When the conman fires gotta run somehow
And take this poor girl's money
Just take my money
Take this poor girl's money while you take them out
When the music's gone
And the lights were drawn
When the sun is dawning outta love song, I won't
'Cause there's a conman coming
There's a conman coming
There's a conman coming outta your railroad
To steal my soul
To steal my soul
