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I got no gun in my pocket |
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Just got my suitcase in my hand |
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I walk right up to the window |
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I got my speeches all planned |
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'Cos every boy must make his fortune |
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Get in you car and cruise |
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Every stop light's just a caution |
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Take care 'cos you might lose |
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I watch the suit in the background |
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He's got a phone stuck to his ear |
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Another suit joins into listen |
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And then they turn round and stare |
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The teller looks at my number |
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The teller looks me in the eye |
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He sees my lips are faintly twitching |
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He sees my heels as I fly |
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'Cos every boy must make his fortune |
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Get in you car and cruise |
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Every stop light's just a caution |
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If that's the law you choose |
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If I can do a trick or two |
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It's gotta get you in |
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And if you think I'm thinking |
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That you haven't seen a thing |
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But this time I'm gonna hang ... |
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I let my suit do the talking |
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Don't wanna give myself away |
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My plea is please sir please sir ... |
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I'm just a child gone astray |
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But don't you ask for a whisper |
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Because you'll get not a word |
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Yeah I already made my statement |
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And now I'm forging ahead |
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'Cos every boy must make his fortune |
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Get in you car and cruise |
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Every stop light's just a caution |
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If that's the law you choose |
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If I can do a trick or two |
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It's gotta get you in |
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And if you think I'm thinking |
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That you haven't seen a thing |
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But this time I'm gonna hang on to my skin |
