Ray Donovan (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 6 - Swing Vote - full transcript

Ray attempts to reconnect with his family while dealing with the potential deal of a lifetime with the Finneys, Bridget connects with her teacher while Bunchy seeks out romance from Teresa.

Previously on Ray Donovan...

Where the hell are you?

I'm in Boston.

You getting a divorce?

I don't know.

We're in with the Minassians
up to our fucking necks.

Eh, we take 50.

50 percent of the business?

A partnership.
Accept?

My brother's in prison.

He killed another inmate.



They're gonna kill him.

My name is Thomas Romero.
I'm a servant of the Paraclete.

Stan told me you got a
settlement.

You beat the church.

A priest messed around
with me when I was a kid.

I ain't got no problem
with it.

You're leaving?

I go where Pablo
and them go.

They ain't just my job,
they're my family.

Tell me what to do
to keep you here.

There's nothing you can do.

I'm having a hard time
and I'm sorry if it's

affecting my calculus.

My boyfriend was murdered.



I'm sorry.

His wife died last year.

She started getting
these headaches.

Blood clot.

Ray, we have
to make things right.

Go fuck yourself.

My daughter wants
to tear it to the ground

and build a stadium there.

Is that what you need
me for?

No the Governor's taking care
of those details.

We need to take care
of the Governor.

Nice to meet you.

Some guy's got a burner phone
that belongs

to Governor Verona.
We gotta get it.

Tom, it's Paige.

Everyone's gone home.
I'm stretched out over my desk

waiting for you.

Does my father
know you have it?

What'd you do to him?

The better question is
what's he done to me?

I'll give you the phone
for a piece of your NFL deal.

Okay.

Did you give my daughter
that phone?

No.

Meg Townsend won't apologize

for her choice
and that's shaking up the polls

in today's election.

Here's Governor Verona's
reaction.

Governor Verona?

Governor Verona, sir?
Any comment on the news

that the nanny did not
have a green card until

after she worked
for her.

I wouldn't let
an illegal immigrant

raise my children.

My wife raised my children.

Ms. Townsend,
would you care to comment?

I am not ashamed that,
15 years ago, I gave

an undocumented worker
the job of taking care

of my daughter
while I, another single mom,

went to the office.

11 million undocumented workers
in this country are here

to do the work
that no one else wants to do.

They love freedom
and opportunity.

Let me say that in Spanish.

And that's why I want
to reform immigration

the minute I get into office.

All right, you wanted me here,
I'm here.

Little early for a lap dance,
but, uh, what the fuck.

Grandma wants to introduce
you to another one

of our business partners.

You guys own this?

Can I get anybody a drink?

Sure.

No.

This is business,
not cocktail hour.

Mickey, I want you
to meet good friend.

Old friend.

George Markoff.

George has been
a bad boy.

I know I'm late,
all right,

but we have
a variable rate mortgage

and they jacked it up
this month.

You know what it's like.

Not really.

He's three weeks late.

What do you do in Boston
if somebody is late?

You work it out.

And what do you do
when they pay the bank on time,

but not you?

Depends on the relationship.

This is a business
relationship...

like I have with you, Mickey.

Aw, man, plea...
oh, God!

You be a good boy, Mickey.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

How's everything here?

You know, Southy's
gotten gentrified.

I guess you can't
stop progress.

Oh, and listen to this.

Lauren's not
a little girl anymore.

Her boyfriend gave her
the fucking clap.

How much longer
is this gonna last, Ray?

Why don't you say it?

Say what?

Say you're never
gonna forgive me

and let me get on
with my fucking life.

Do you want a divorce, Ray?

If you want a divorce,
give me the house and the kids

and you take the apartment
in Hollywood.

We were very close,
Teresa and me.

She saw things in me...

I didn't even know were there.

God, I wanted her to stay.

But I couldn't keep her.

And then her brother takes them
all to Bakersfield

and she goes with him.

Well, it's for
the best, Bunchy.

She knew you weren't ready.

Let's put 'em away, huh?

You love her, right?

Yeah.

Then you have to tell her.

She's not gonna come back
from Bakersfield.

Well, then you go there.

Come on, I'll drive you.
I'm free today.

I don't even know if she
really has feelings for me.

Well, there's only one way
to find out, right?

Let's do it.
Come on.

No, I don't wanna!

We can't stay here anymore.

We have to go.

I want to stay here

and be a movie star.

Well, we can't.

What's this?

Where you going?

Mrs. Rosenblatt
is threatening me

with Child Protective Services
if I don't move out right away.

So I'm taking Audrey
to Las Vegas,

'cause I know that
there's work for me there.

What?
No, no.

Let me talk to her.

Mick, she knows that
I sell drugs to men

that I fuck
for money.

If CPS comes around, I gotta...
I gotta have a real job,

I gotta have Audrey in school.

You know, you're under
a lot of stress.

You don't want
to make a rash decision.

Give it a day or two.

Give it a day or two.

You see, you have business
and you go where you

didn't expect.
Lena's back with you?

Yeah.

You know I offered her
a better deal here.

Everything she wanted,
but obviously,

she likes to work
with you better.

I think it's good to work
with people that you know.

When you have a past,
a history.

We had that, Ray.

A lot more good than bad.

What the fuck are you doing
in the hallway?

Avi, you are looking
at a man on the way up.

Say what it should say?

Yep, she didn't screw
around with you.

This is a sound contract.

You got 3% of the deal.

Paige Finney.

How the fuck did you swing that?

Ezra would have loved this.

Whatever was between you
at the end,

he knew you could go
wherever you wanted

and here you are,
Mr. Football.

Hut-hut, hike!

Sign here, here, and here.

And, uh, Ray...

If the Finneys are unhappy
with their counsel...

Yeah.

- We gotta go to San Diego.
- Okay.

Now.

That rival bid's
coming in today.

Henry Sylvester,

fracking king
from North Dakota.

And you want me to stop him.

Paige has put a noon
deadline on the deal.

So we're hoping
Mr. Sylvester does not make it.

All right.

Yeah.

Guy named Henry Sylvester
is flying into San Diego.

We need to get him
when he lands.

All right, I'm on it.

New member's first month's free,
$49.95 after that.

Ah, that's too much.

Well, we got a 90 day special.

120, towels and lockers
are extra.

Let me think about it.

Yeah, it's me.

Yeah, I'm leaving right now.

Motherfucker.

Did you see that guy
come into my office?

Nah, I ain't seen
nobody in there.

But I didn't see him
come in either.

He came into
my fucking office.

There's no problem.

Just tell me what to do.
I'll take care of it.

Yeah, yeah, I gotta go.

Fuck.

So I just give this
to my Bio teacher

and I get out early?

Yeah, and I'll see you
in the gym seventh period.

Hey, what's that?

The school gym is being used
as a polling station

for the election today.

I'm volunteering
to be a good citizen.

- Mm.
- Important work,

handing out stickers

and putting away tables
when the polls close.

Democracy in action.

Can I do it too?

I'll sign the form.

You ever been a pallbearer
at a funeral?

A couple.

Me too.

But nobody ever asked me
to be a best man at his wedding.

You?
Hmm.

Wonder what else
we got in common?

Maybe it's a good thing you
did destroy that phone, Ray.

Why's that?

Well, movies are a game,
football's a game.

I mean, I may not like football,
but I got a feeling

this deal could turn
a few hundred million

into a few billion.

Mr. Finney,
we'll be landing

at Mission Bay Field
in ten minutes.

Yo, Ter, what's up?

It's a busy day.

I need some fucking
help out here.

Shut the door.

What you doing?

I need a gun.

Why?

You see that?

That guy you were talking to
this morning is an Aryan.

And you know what happened
in prison?

I killed one of theirs
with a weight plate

just like that.

Holy shit, Terrence.
This ain't good.

They're coming for me.

It's a threat.

You call Ray?

I need a gun, Pie,
you understand?

Yeah.

Oh, good boy.

Sit.

Yes, I know.

I know.
He's a good dog.

He's a good dog.

There.

I don't want a divorce.

You don't?

Look, Abs, uh...

I been trying
to make some changes.

Make a better life for us.

What do you mean?

I sold my business.

What?

Why?

Who did you sell it to?

I'll tell you
about it later.

Listen, I want you
to go to Barney's today

and I want you to buy
the best dress you can find.

You're gonna meet
the Governor tonight.

How do you know
the fucking Governor?

Don't worry about it.

Told you,
I'm making some changes.

I'll call you later.

All right.

Mr. Sylvester,
I'm Debbie Harry.

Welcome to Mission Bay Field.

As a courtesy to Zack Davis,
we've arranged a town car

to take you to meet him.

You know, there's a singer
named Debbie Harry.

I was named after her.

Anybody ever call you Blondie?

No.

- Well, hello.
- Well, hello back.

Welcome to San Diego, sir.

I was back in Phoenix
for my mom's 80th.

I made up with her.

Good.

I was at a stop and shop.

And I spotted him.

Who?

My abuser.

No collar anymore.

And he was bearded,

but I-I-I knew
it was him.

Followed him home
in my car.

Pulled into his driveway.

I blocked him in.

He looked at me
and he asked,

"Can I help you?"

I said, "You don't
recognize me, do you?"

He said, "No."

So I grabbed him
from behind.

I pulled out my knife
and I stabbed him in each eye.

I blinded him.

That's between
you and me only.

Zack.
It's time to sign.

You again.

Well, that's just lovely.

Last time I saw this guy
is with you

and a quarterback
got his arm broken.

You're stalling.

Henry Sylvester
is obviously not serious.

The commissioner has approved
the deal.

I have the support
of all the key owners.

I had lunch with Robert Craft
last Wednesday.

It would take Sylvester,
who has yet to be vetted,

ten months to get to
where I am right now.

I can wait.

I can't.

Time's up.

Sign or don't sign.

I've had enough of San Diego.

Okay, fine, you wanna
close today?

No, not today.
Now.

Right now.

It's not a goddamn coincidence
Sylvester isn't here.

You want to close now, I'm
putting a break fee on the deal.

The purchase falls through
for any reason,

I keep 10% of
the sale price.

Call it an
unrefundable deposit.

I don't think so.

Zack, our side of the table
needs to talk.

Room's yours.

Paige, I've done
everything you ask,

but here I draw the line.

If I want to gamble,
I'll buy a casino.

Break fees happen all the time.

Too many intangibles.

Verona's a lock.

How long till Sylvester
gets here?

Couple hours.

So what if Sylvester
shows up

and the price of the team
bounces up another 200 million?

On the table now
is the deal we need to make.

It's the last thing
I'll ever ask you for.

My word.

These witnesses.

Make the deal.

What's wrong with you?

Fucking Mrs. Rosenblatt.

I thought you all was cool?

She threatened to call
Child Protective Services

and now Ginger is taking
Audrey to Las Vegas.

Ginger goes,
we lose all the girls.

We lose the girls,

and Mrs. Minassian's
little grandchildren

are gonna break
our fucking hands.

Shit.

What?

What is it?

Pop, what are you doing?

I'm gonna torch
your fucking car.

Jesus.

Pop, you're not gonna be
torching anyone's car

- around here.
- Oh, I'm not?

No, you're not.
Put this down.

All right, you said
we gotta help Ginger,

so what do we got to do?

Audrey needs school.
She needs to register.

Ginger needs to cover
for a real job.

How about that?

All right, so put her
on the books at the Fite Club.

Yeah.

Yeah, put her on the books
at the Fite Club.

That's real executive
thinking, son.

That's impressive.

Pop, include me in the problems,
and I'll include you

in the solutions, all right?

You smarty pants.

Done.

Congratulations,
you wanted a football team.

You scared away the competition.

You bought it.

Ray, you're smiling.

I'm happy.

Must be contagious.

Why do I get the feeling
I'll be flying home alone?

Don't forget to vote.

No, no, no, no!

What the fuck
are you doing here?

I was in the neighborhood.

What are you, some kind
of goddamn stalker?

I want to take care of you.

Do I look like
I need taking care of?

No.

But I got a job.
I got enough money.

Come back with me
to L.A.

I told you,
I go where my people go.

Maybe I'm your people.

I'm not quitting my job
for someone I've known a week.

What the fuck
are you doing?

I love you, Teresa.

Will you marry me?

Are you fucking serious?

We understand each other.

You know that.

Look at you.

Sweet, fucked up.

Get the fuck up.

You fucking asshole,

you shouldn't have
fucking done this.

I had to.

When you left,

it tore me apart.

I don't want to
go back there without you.

Bakersfield?

That's not where you belong.

You belong in L.A.

With me.

Get the fuck out of here.

I'm gonna wait for you

at the Denny's
down the street.

I'll be there
when you change your mind.

"Money is a kind of poetry."

You know the poet
Wallace Stevens?

Missed that one.

He was two things,

Vice President of
the Hartford Insurance Company

and one of the 20th century's
best poets.

That's my favorite line of his.

"Money is a kind of poetry."

It doesn't rhyme.

You coming to the
Century Plaza tonight?

Bringing your lovely wife?

Yeah.

I can't wait to meet
the woman behind the man.

You have somewhere
you need to be?

Yeah.

You're gonna be late.

You got it?

Yeah, yeah.

What do I owe you?

Figure that out later.

Only got 9 bullets.

You make do with what you got.

We gotta lock the club down.

Clear it out.

What?

Clear it.
You too.

That don't make no sense,
Terry.

Do it.

All right.

All right, listen up.
Club's closed.

Good night, everybody.
Club's closed, let's go!

Grab your stuff.
Time to go home.

Thanks for voting.

Democracy salutes you, sir.

Don't forget
your cookie.

You have
a non-partisan choice

of oatmeal raisin
and chocolate chip.

Oatmeal raisin.
Excellent choice.

What are you doing here?

I came to pick you up.
The office told me

you were here.

This is an extracurricular
activity.

It's not over
till the polls close.

I haven't talked to you
and you were so upset

when you called.

Mom, I just...
I had a freakout.

Everything's fine.

I shouldn't have left you.

You had to go.

It was the right thing to do.

Your father asked me
out tonight.

Good.

To meet the Governor.

No way!
Go!

I wanted to be home tonight
to talk to you.

Wake me up when you get home.
I want to hear about the party.

Go.

Love you.

Oh, my God, you're stoned.

Want some?
I've got Green Crack.

Not that I'm trying
to propose anything,

but it is so good for sex.

Let's go.

We're supposed to be
good citizens.

You can be stoned
and a good citizen.

Look at Seth Rogen.

Hey, Mr. D, I've got cramps
and Bridget has to come with me.

I need moral support.

It's a break, not a vacation.

We just bought a fucking
football team, Ray.

How does it feel?

Too soon to tell.

Oh, come on,
enjoy yourself.

So many people have tried
to do this.

Ovitz, Spanos, Kroenke.

We beat them all.

The envelope you gave
your father at the studio.

What was in it?

A love letter.

From who to who?

From my father
to my husband.

Your husband?

It was a break-up letter.

Varick never threw it away.

Your father and your husband?

That was the deal,
the letter for the team.

That can't be easy.

That's my life.

My wife is back.

I shouldn't have told her
about the abuse.

No, it's good.

Starts your relationship out
in honesty.

I'm never gonna have that.

Love of a good woman.

If I can...

believe me, anyone can.

My abuser destroyed me.

He ruined my life.

I ruined his life.

I'm going to hell.

Am I in hell?

No.

You're one of
the good guys.

I shot him.

Shot who?

My abuser.

You killed him?

Partly.

What?

He abused my brother
Ray, too.

Ray was there.

I shot him in the stomach
and Ray shot him in the head.

And I don't regret it
for a fucking second.

Not anymore.

Thank you for telling me that.

So what's the deal again
with this party tonight, Ray?

Governor,
your new boss...

What's going on with you?

I met Bridget at school
the other day.

You know, helping her
with that college stuff?

I don't know.

It's like we don't know
each other anymore, you know?

Are you kidding me?
She fucking loves you.

I've been wiping blood
off the floor

for too fucking long.

Tired of fixing things
for people who don't deserve it.

It's gotta change.

Is that why you sold
your business?

Yeah.

Look, Abs...

I'm working on getting
a piece of an NFL team.

Small, but real.

Wow.

Couple of loose ends,
but if I pull this off,

could change everything.

Holy shit.

Means a lot to me
you're coming tonight.

Of course.

Oh, yeah.

So...

Do you even care who wins?

Fuck no.
I just signed up

because I wanted
to get out of class early.

And you?

- Community service.
- Uh-huh.

For real, I mean,
it looks really good

on your college application.

Three hours pushing cookies
in a high school gym

gets you into Stanford?

I'm glad to know
that's why you're here.

Otherwise...

What?

You like him.

Who?

Don't who me.
Donellen.

You're hot for him.

And you're stoned.

I am stoned and you want
to fuck Donellen.

I mean, it's a girls school.

If they want to keep us
from boys,

they shouldn't send us boys
as teachers.

The police ever talk to you?

No.

No eye-witness,
so to speak.

What about you?

Nah.
Me neither.

You're here.

I got a few conditions.

Okay.

You don't lie to me.

You don't cheat on me.

You don't hit me.

Never.

I'm not running away with
any gabacho named Bunchy.

That's a puppy's name.

Your name is Brendan.

Okay, Brendan?

Brendan.

Sure.

And I'm not running to the
fucking wedding chapel with you.

That's a longer discussion.

Okay.
That's fair.

Something happened
in Boston.

What?

What's going on
with my family.

Or not going on.

I was wondering if
maybe, I don't know,

we could buy the bar
from them?

I don't see why not.
Help 'em out.

Really?

I'll talk to Harriet about it.

Excuse me.

Well, Ray,
how's your brother doing?

Better, thank you, sir.

This is Abby, my wife.

Abby, this is
Governor Verona.

Tom to my friends.

Pleasure.

Are you going
to introduce me, Governor?

Have you met Andrew Finney?

Not yet.

You must be Abby.

Abby Donovan, yes.

The Beast brings his Beauty.

Can we get you anything else?

No, I'm good, thanks.

Casey, come over here.
I want you to meet someone.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

You as well.

Abby Donovan, my son,
Casey Finney.

Oh, my God,
I saw you on the news.

Your husband saved my life.

He...

He didn't tell me.

Well, he doesn't say much.

No.

He's been that way
since I met him.

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm gonna get a drink.

- Excuse me.
- Mm.

So...

Are you really
a billionaire?

Yep.

As of tonight, hmm?

Scotch, please.

Hey.

It's been my wife's dream to buy
an NFL team for a long time.

She seems to think it would
have happened without you.

She says the same thing
about you.

I just hope Verona's
ridiculous comment this morning

about the Latinos
doesn't fuck things up.

Mrs. Donovan,
Paige Finney.

- Excuse me.
- So nice to finally meet you.

How was Boston?

Wet and cold?

Paige and I
work together.

Then she should call me Abby.

Boston was great.

- Pit stop at the bar?
- Absolutely.

How you doing, Casey?

Yeah, good.

Should tune the violins, Ray.
The ship is going down.

What's that supposed to mean?

Hi, I'm Helen Miller,
Fish & Game.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you,
Helen Miller.

So that's Helen.

Who's she?

She is gonna fix
the bird situation

at the field.

What's she get?

Well, she gets promoted
to the head

of the State Environmental
Protection Agency

and in two years,
she gets a job

at the Finney Organization.

You can answer that.

Yeah.

They found me, Ray.

Terry, say that again.
I couldn't hear you.

The Aryans.

They followed me.

The ones on the inside
got friends on the outside.

They sent someone.

Maybe someone else,
I'm not sure.

I'll be right over.

You be careful
when you get here.

- Terry needs me.
- What happened?

I don't know.
I'm gonna find out.

You all right staying here?

Don't worry about me at all.
I'm having a great fucking time.

Thanks.

Evening, Mr. Donovan.

How'd you get into math?

Excuse me?

How'd you get into math?

For the elegance of it.

Ask a question in English,
answer it in numbers.

Wow, I never thought
about it that way.

Take calculus.

There's speed
and then there's acceleration,

which is the speed of speed,

and you can measure it.

That's really cool.

Are you all right?

Excuse me.

- Excuse me.
- It's okay, I'm almost done.

You forgot your zip.

Oh, would you?

I met your husband.

I forget his name.

Varick.

You guys have kids?

Mm-mm.

You're lucky.

Ray's devoted to you.

Terry?

You see 'em, Ray?

See who?

You look in the shadows?

Nobody here, Terry.

It's the Aryans, Ray.

I don't see anybody, Ter.

Get down!

Jesus!
Fuck are you doing?

Hey!

That you, Ray?

It's all right,
it's all right.

What's going on?

Look at me.

It's just Mick.

It's all right.
Come on up.

Terry.
Look at me.

Terry, it's me, Terry.

It's all right.

It's just Mick.

Come on.

Give me the gun.

Give me the gun, Ter.

You all right?

I don't know.
I don't know.

It's just the Parkinson's,
Terry.

Doctor said this could happen.

The fuck's going on?

He thought
you were someone else.

Who the fuck
did you think I was?

He's all right now, Mick.

I told you, you should have
left me in prison.

What are you talking about?

You almost did for free
what I paid Sully

all that money for.

Yeah, would've made RayRay real
happy if you hit the target.

It's too bad I got the shakes.

You pricks.

Who you calling?

I left Abs at a party.

I'm telling her to take a taxi.
I'm staying with you.

No, you're not.

Mama always said

you leave the party
with the girl you brung.

Terry's right. Go.
Go be with your wife.

I'll... I'll stay
with Terry tonight.

You sure?

Mick will stay with me.

All right, I'll come back
and see you in the morning.

Hey.

Now what are you
really doing here?

Look, I need a favor.

I need you to hire
a friend of mine.

I'll pay the salary.
I just need her on the books.

Turn it up.

We're calling Riverside County
for Meg Townsend.

No Republican
has won California

- without winning Riverside...
- Shit.

And so we are now projecting
that Meg Townsend will be

the first female Governor
of California.

Let's go live to Townsend's
campaign headquarters

in San Francisco

for her reaction
to this historic win.

3%, huh, Paige?

I knew you were
up to something.

Where's Ray?

Where's your husband?

He left.

Would you call him and tell him
I want him back here

right now, please?

Yeah?

Ray, where are you?

Five minutes.

Finney's fucking
pissed at you.

Fucking Governor lost.

I'm on my way.

Bridget?

Yeah?

You all right?

Townsend won.

I'm coming in.
Are you decent?

Yes.

Stoned, huh?

No.

I've been there, too,

if last Saturday counts.

What are you looking at?

Um, this is Marvin.

He was my boyfriend.

Looks like
a nice kid.

Yeah.

Here.

Sarah.

No Governor, no stadium,
no stadium, no football.

Where the hell were you?

I had something.

Ain't that
the fucking truth.

You did have something.
You know what you got now?

You got nothing.

You got
fucking nothing.

Well, to be more precise,
you got 3% of fucking nothing,

which is still fucking nothing!

I'm so disappointed
in you, Ray.

I mean, you didn't think
I'd find out?

You really didn't, did you?

I wonder what you gave her
for that 3%, huh, Ray?

Hmm? You're not gonna
tell me, are you?

No.

Maybe Paige will tell me.
Paige!

Hey, what did he give you
for that 3%,

or better still,
what did you give him

on top of that 3%?

Same thing
you gave the Governor?

I gave her Verona's phone.

Of course you fucking did.

She got what
she wanted

and you got 3%
of fucking nothing!

Good night, Ray.

...now coming into the room,

surrounded by his family
and staff.

Governor Verona
has taken the podium.

Thank you.

I have had the privilege
of serving the greatest people

in the greatest state
in the greatest country

in the world.

Uh, I'll just tidy this up.

You coming?

Yeah.

Brendan!

I'm coming.

What are you doing
with those people, Ray?

♪ I took my time
and saved my dough ♪

♪ For your lovin' ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ I dress up fine
in fancy clothes ♪

♪ For your lovin' ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ Gotta move in,
move in closer to you ♪

♪ For your loving ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ Ain't nothing in the world
that I wouldn't do ♪

♪ For your loving ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ And as I walk right up
into your eyeline ♪

♪ Baby, baby,
you're so fine ♪

♪ Won't you sting me
like a bee ♪

♪ You're sweeter than honey
but you sting like a bee ♪

♪ You sting me, baby ♪

♪ You sting me, baby ♪

♪ When it's a burning flame,
then it's a crying shame ♪

♪ It's a...
Zzzz-zzzz ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ Got a moon like a river
and you walk like a sun ♪

♪ Pretty baby ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ But your eyes won't see
if your mind done gone ♪

♪ Pretty baby ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ And I feel so helpless,
what's the cure ♪

♪ Pretty baby ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ Reality spins
as you cross the wall ♪

♪ Pretty baby ♪

♪ Sting like a bee ♪

♪ And I keep coming back
for you time after time ♪

♪ But baby, baby,
you're so fine ♪

♪ Don't you sting me
like a bee ♪

♪ You're sweeter than honey,
but you sting like a bee ♪

♪ You sting me, baby ♪

♪ You sting me, baby ♪

♪ When you're bad and sweet,
you knock me off my feet ♪

♪ And it's a... ♪

Zzzz-zzzz.