As the Sun is sinking low And the evening's tucked in tow On the horizon, my true love I see-e-e-e-eee She ain't fancy, she ain't fine While her fingers number only nine She's the belle of the ball of the insurgency Refrão She's my Bandit Queen, laying beneath the moon In a bandit cave, a blanket laid for two If I could find a way to your hideaway by the sea O Bandit Queen, steal away to me Somewhere on a mountain, by a starry water fountain In an alcove hid by some trees Amidst a pile of treasure, reclining at her leisure My ladylove sniffs at the breeze And sitting up, she adjusts her turban And takes another swig from a bottle of bourbon And listening to the whistling of the train in station Odds are it will never reach its destination 'Cause the Bandit Queen, astride her steed will ride Oh, let me be the one to lay within your theivin' arms tonight
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