Oh Annie, can't you see? That you're poking at my heart I've got things I wanna see But don't wanna do it apart And I'm trying hard to Re-analyze my thoughts And I'm wondering if we Are two pistols in a pot Waiting for the powder keg To drop So I'll wash the dishes While you wash your hair Cause I'd do anything To show you that I care But you're pulling out the gun Think I'd better run But you're pinning me down With the "I'll get better, hun" Oh Annie, my love What good is it if you're not Winding up the mast of my cot When I fell you said "Brush it off" Pardon if that caught Me off guard And I'm trying hard to Re-analyze my thoughts And I'm wondering if we Are two pistols in a pot Waiting for the powder keg To drop So I'll wash the dishes While you wash your hair Cause I'd do anything To show you that I care But you're pulling out the gun Think I'd better run But you're pinning me down With the "I'll get better, hun" Oh Annie, my love