| Oh, oh
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| Oh, oh
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| Running out the door aiming for the waist down
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| Pulling up the car, boy we’re on the run now
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| Had to wide the roads, light the fuse and stand back
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| All our hopes and dreams stuffed into this backpack
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| Oh, now that we got blood on our hands
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| No, we’ll never hide the contraband
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| No, there’ll be no surrender, if we go down it’s together
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| I’m gonna make a stand
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| 'Cause we are outlaws, brave young guns facing that forty-fives
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| We are outlaws, no way they’re taking our hearts alive
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| We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got
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| It’s beating in our chests like the wild wild west
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| See our faces on the posters by the roadside
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| We were the wanted ones long before the ink dried
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| We’ll be fugitives, running from the mundane
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| You and I, were just born to live in this way
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| Oh, now that we got blood on our hands
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| No, we’ll never hide the contraband
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| No, there’ll be no surrender, if we go down it’s together
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| I’m gonna make a stand
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| 'Cause we are outlaws, brave young guns facing that forty-fives
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| We are outlaws, no way they’re taking our hearts alive
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| We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got
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| It’s beating in our chests like the wild wild west
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| Give it up for outlaws, brave young guns facing that forty-fives
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| We are outlaws, no way they’re taking our hearts alive
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| We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got
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| It’s beating in our chests like the wild wild west
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| (Like the wild wild west)
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| (Like the wild wild west)
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| 'Cause we are outlaws, brave young guns facing that forty-fives
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| We are outlaws, no way they’re taking our hearts alive
|
| We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got
|
| It’s beating in our chests like the wild wild west
|
| Give it up for outlaws, brave young guns facing that forty-fives
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| We are outlaws, no way they’re taking our hearts alive
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| We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got
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| It’s beating in our chests like the wild wild west |