| They may be able to pin the tail on the donkey,
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| but they can’t get anything to hold us down.
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| She was ducking for apples and we’ll stick to that story,
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| we just held her breath for her and sadly she drowned.
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| No body of evidence if you haven’t got a body,
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| Proofs in the pudding, there’s food for thought.
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| We’ve all got a conscience that makes us feel guilty,
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| and we’re sick of feeling guilty when we haven’t been caught.
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| Got to stay in one piece and stay out of jail,
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| We’ve got to hide the dead girl.
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| Got to lose the police, who are hot on our trail,
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| We’ve got to hide the dead girl.
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| I’ll be a demon as long as I’ve got my petroleum,
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| Keep me going forward, wheels going round,
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| Desperate desperadoes in serach of a sanctuary,
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| Staying our innoncence 'till otherwise found.
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| Got to stay in one piece and stay out of jail,
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| We’ve got to hide the dead girl.
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| And I’m driving, and I’m driving fast,
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| I find it exciting, yes I find it a blast.
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| Got to stay in one piece and stay out of jail,
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| We’ve got to hide the dead girl.
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| Got to lose the police, who are hot on our trail,
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| We’ve got to hide the dead girl |