| Take my chances, rather go to jail
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| Than see the eyes of a coward runnin' loose and well
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| He don’t care, he couldn’t give a damn
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| Deprived of his victim, he’s a ruthless man
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| He waits in the shadows 'til the man is gone
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| He moves to the door, now she’s all alone
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| Far as you could see, that’s her only way
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| She fears for her life and what her family would say
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| Back door stranger
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| A fair warning he’s out tonight
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| A back door stranger
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| We gotta stop him if the chance is right
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| You read in the paper, most any day
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| 'Bout back door stranger and his evil ways
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| The law can’t judge because he pleads insane
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| It’s a sign of the times that we got to change
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| You ask my opinion, he ain’t half a man
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| He’s as cold as a snake about to strike again
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| It’s a slap in the face that we tolerate
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| The pain that he causes worries us grey
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| Take my chances, rather go to jail
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| Than see the eyes of a coward runnin' loose and well
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| He don’t care, he couldn’t give a damn
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| Deprived of his victim, he’s a ruthless man
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| You ask my opinion, got to make a stand
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| He’s cold as a snake, gonna strike again
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| It’s a slap in the face that we tolerate
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| The pain that he causes, it worries us grey
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| (Chorus Twice) |