Fit to Be Tied

I'm sleeping soft tonight
 Keeping warm with crooked dreams
 The pennies of a dead man's eyes
 Never let my pockets weep
 And I'm sorry you had to know me
 When I'm so fit to be tied
 I'm such a mensch in my clothes
 But my plans are criminal
 So give me your hand in a quote
 I'll save your grim and single soul
 I'm hoping you're the type
 The kind that falls for every line
 The kind that sings along to all of my wrongs
 Too good to be a find
 Now honey, my time is money
 And you've come dressed in rags
 I'm such a mensch in my clothes
 But my plans are criminal
 So give me your hand in a quote
 I'll save your grim and single soul
 I'm such a mensch in my clothes
 But my plans are criminal
 So give me your hand in a quote
 I'll save your grim and single soul
 I'm such a mensch in my clothes
 But my plans are criminal
 So give me your hand in a quote
 I'll save your grim and single soul
 Mensch in my clothes
 But my plans are criminal
 So give me your hand in a quote
 I'll save your grim and single soul
 I'm such a mensch in my clothes
 But my plans are criminal
 So give me your hand in a quote
 I'll save your grim and single soul, single soul