Rough Detective

The Dead Weather

You're an unusual suspect now and may be right

The kind all men cannot recollect or forget at night

You're the rough detective with the smokey eye

Where the person you are after is the other guy

The apprentice is the master and the cop's a con

You hear me laughing in the background

Don't make me run, baby

Don't make me run, ah ow

Don't make me run, baby

Don't make me run, ah, ow

Well, I'll make you retell your story now just to trip you up

This mirror is reflective only if you're tired

Your instinct is defective, but your crook's on fire

I, got no prospective when I've tricking a liar, now

You're so surprised, you hypnotize, it's just so odd

Well, I'm a rough detective on a glory ride

You keep going faster so I slow down

You hear me laughing in the background

Don't make me run, baby

Don't make me run, ah ow

Don't make me run, baby

Don't make me run, ah, ow

Ah

What's happening?

What's happening?

Well

Ah ah ah ah ah ah

I can't hold it any longer

I can't hold it anymore

She looked right at me and laughed is she laughing?

She looked right at me, is she laughing at me?

Don't make me run

Is she laughing at me?

You're so surprised, you hypnotize, it's just so odd, hey