| Headcase hard, he was her kinda man
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| Givin' up the street, never part of her plan
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| A born manipulator, a chronic fornicator
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| A recipe for tragedy, a verbal masturbator
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| Standing in the shadows with her life in his hand
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| She was living in fear of the standover man
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| Stone cold heart like the gun in his hand
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| Welcome to the world of the standover man
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| A smooth operator, urban alligator
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| With a snap and a twist, it’s all over see you later
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| Standing in the shadows with her life in his hand
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| She was living in fear of the standover man
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| He only knew one way, one shot, one kill
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| Standing in the shadows of the standover man
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| Standing in the shadows with her life in his hand
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| Life gets short when you loose twenty years
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| Locked in a hell full of violence and fear
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| I don’t know why he did it, he don’t know why he did it
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| But for the rest of his life he will live to regret it
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| Standing in the shadows with her life in his hand
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| She no longer fears of the standover man
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| One shot, one kill
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| Standing in the shadows
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| Oh man… |