| Pick you up in the suburbs tomorrow
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| We won’t tell they won’t follow
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| Pack your bags put all your trust in me
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| Never had a gun to his head that’s what he said
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| So I shot him dead with a vengeance that his daughter fed
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| Always been a sucker for a brown eyed punk rock girl
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| And for her I’d shoot the world
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| (Shoot him down)
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| Shoot him down for all the nightmares
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| (ohhhhhhh)
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| What goes around comes around
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| (ohhhhhhh)
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| Your father is also your pain
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| I love you and for us I’ll shoot him down
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| No remorse, got no time to look back
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| Cop is on our trail and we’re driving in a topaz
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| Stuck in no man’s land between the body and mind
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| «Drop your gun, put your hands behind your head.»
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| Turn around, pop a clip, hit him in his chest
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| Home free and we’re headed for the border
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| Spending time in Mexico, Tijuana
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| Drown our shame and start our lives again in California
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| (Shoot him down)
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| Shoot him down for all the nightmares
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| (ohhhhh)
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| What goes around comes around
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| (ohhhhhhh)
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| Your father is also your pain
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| I love you and for us I’ll shoot him down
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| Next thing I know I’m all alone in a motel
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| No explanation, no letter goodbye
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| I can’t promise much, but I do promise this:
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| I promise to find you (so I can remind you)
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| I love you and for us I’ll shoot him down |