Everything I've Got کے بول

I have eyes for you to give you dirty looks. I have words that do not come from children's books there's a trick with a knife I'm learning to do And everything I've got belongs to you. I've a powerful anesthesia in my fist, And the perfect wrist to give your neck a twist. There are hammerlock holds, I've mastered a few, And ev'rything I've got belongs to you. Share for share, share alike, You get struck each time I strike. You for me- me for you- I'll give you plenty of nothing. I'm not yours for better but for worse, And I've learned to give the well-known witches' curse. I've a terrible tongue, a temper for two, And ev'rything I've got belongs to you.