Burn Me Up Like a Wax-Kissed Letter

I don't need another lover, I got my hands all dirty covered,
Dry heat, swallow me under, or burn it up like a wax-kissed letter.

I saw the gleam in your suitor tonight it goes... red ribbon rope
Entwined. 3 piece and busy people walk around with sharpened needles,
I keep my 45's in the drawer. I met you for supper on a dirt
Porch mom and pop store, well you caught me some charlatan hussy
Heading out the door. I play it over and over again it goes...

So come on, come on, pretty girls in the magazine cut it out.
So come on, come on, as the gasoline keeps burning out.

I saw the gleam in your suitor tonight it goes...
"Oh Charlatan, does what she can"
I got to leave but I want to drive, it goes...
"Oh Charlatan, say where and when"
Red ribbon rope entwined.

Yeah! We're d.e.a.d. dead. Like a taunt something she said/leave me
Cherry red.