I'll Turn Myself in on Monday
-Gabrielle Louise

I'm down to a hundred dollars, enough to gas up the car
everyone I know has given me a loan, maxed out my credit cards
the price I pay for freedom! watching all the angry fingers shakin',
I just can't seem to appease them, not with the wages I've been making.
I put up my hands!

I'm not afraid to wear the ball and chain
I'm not afraid to do my time
just a few things left to do and say
before I clock nine to five
Saturday I've got a hot, hot date
I gotta see the lord on Sunday
don't accuse me of running of scott-free,
I'll turn myself in on Monday.

The debt collectors keep calling, it's been furrowing my mamma's brow
they send the dogs out on every highway, closing in on me now
doesn't everyone want to be wanted? Isn't this a kind of strange fame
they'll keep me hungry and haunted until they get me to play their game.
I put up my hands!

I'm not afraid to wear the ball and chain
I'm not afraid to do my time
just a few things left I'd like to say
before I confess my crime!
Saturday I've got a hot, hot date
I gotta see the lord on Sunday
don't accuse me of running of scott-free,
I'll turn myself in on Monday.

I put up my hands
I put up my hands!
I put up my hands!
I'll turn myself in...someday.