As the sun is sinking low And the evenings tucked in tow On the horizon, my true love I see She aint fancy, she aint fine While her fingers number only nine Shes the belle of the ball of the insurgency Shes my Bandit Queen, lain 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 as the breeze And sitting up, she adjusts her turban And takes another swig from a bottle of bourbon And listening to the whistling of a train at station Odds are it will never reach its destination Cause the Bandit Queen, astride her steed will ride O let me be the on to lay within your theivin arms tonight Shes my Bandit Queen, lain beneath the moon In a bandit cave, theres a blanket laid for two If I could find a way to your hideaway by the sea O Bandit Queen, steal away to me
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