| With a baby and the laundry in the Chevrolet, well he thought about following
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| anyway
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| But he drove 'em to the strip mall laundromat,
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| In his three day beard and his red man hat
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| Trudy washed their bell bottom jeans, while that baby just sat there lookin’mean
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| Trudy and Dave
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| They’re out of their minds
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| Trudy and Dave
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| They’re out of their minds
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| Well David put a match to a Lucky Strike
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| And the smoke curled up 'round his head how he liked,
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| It made him feel a little mysterious
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| 'Til Trudy said «David honey, what about us?»
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| So he thought about them and those shots ringing out
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| And other things he shouldn’t be thinking about
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| Like how it wasn’t them at all, just life that was mean
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| And how a twenty dollar pistol made him feel so clean
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| Didn’t mean to do it baby, but I did it for love
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| The same shot his Daddy heard before him
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| A shot that can really blow you away
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| And when it is fired his mama told him
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| «David, you’ll follow it to your grave»
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| Well Trudy and Dave, those crazy kids
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| Had a baby of their own and you heard what they did
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| In the middle of a strip mall shots rang out
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| Shots heard all over the world no doubt
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| 'Cause it was there in the paper the very next day
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| 'Bout a couple and a baby and a Chevrolet
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| Who shot up an automatic teller machine
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| Took the money for the laundry and drove away clean |