""Bullets in My Briefcase"" genre: Alternative General
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	Strong vocal melody, somewhat twisted lyrics. Banjo & mandolin meet cello and tweeky electric guitars.Big numbskull groove.
	CD: Fat Opie "Fat Opie"   Label: Mombo Music Credits: written by Scott Mickelson
	Story Behind the Song It's a sentimental love song in which the character fantasizes about stalking and murdering the woman that broke his heart. Lyrics BULLETS IN MY BRIEFACASE As blue as acetylene as pink as Jane Mansfield's house. I'm still breathing it in while you're letting it out I won't call you and it hurts like hell I won't follow you and it hurts like hell I won't take the time to look you up And it hurts like hell You are a sense of great wonder and I am evil and untrue Besieged by armies, I am fingered for murder And it's all because of you But I won't wake you and it hurt's like hell I won't shake you and it hurts like hell I won't take the time to take you there And it hurts like hell I watch you lie in wait I'm on the prowl Does it make me insane That I want to be near you I'm just trying to rid my brain I better settle down. There's bullets in my brifcase my hand is on the handle I'm shaking in my shoes And if you turn that pretty little back to me There's no telling what I might do But I wouldn't harm you and it hurts like hell I won't alarm you and it hurts like hell I might tak the time to negotiate And it hurts like hell.

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