| Tight corner, you know it’s a squeeze
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| A static charge like you wouldn’t believe
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| He made friends with some big time Hollywood stars
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| Smell of trouble comin' in on the wind
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| I don’t know where the hell he’s been
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| But he’s been tryin' to chew his way through those penitentiary bars
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| He won’t change, he’s so uptight
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| I’m so afraid that it’s never gonna be alright
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| I should have known he’d be burnin' mad
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| Just like the father that she never had
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| An' if she won’t play ball
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| He’ll want to know the reason why
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| But I can tell by that look on his face
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| He’ll take it out on the whole human race
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| But I won’t be around if he decides to come by
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| He won’t change, he’s so uptight
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| I’m so afraid that it’s never gonna be alright
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| I turned around, I was doin' alright
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| Made my escape on a midnight flight
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| I guess it’s like being chased by the FBI
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| I called that woman on the telephone
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| She sounded strange, like she wasn’t alone
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| I didn’t speak, I didn’t even say goodbye
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| There’s a crowd of young guys waitin' on the corner
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| I got a fifty dollar bill and a pocket of real small change |
| If I can buy a ticket across a sea of trouble
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| You’d better tell me if there’s something that can be arranged
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| I thought I saw him comin' down the road
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| Four by four with a heavy load
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| But it was just some trucker with a trunk full of turpentine
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| I grew a beard and I shaved my head
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| I told my friends I’m as good as dead
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| But if they see him comin' will they please try to drop me a line
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| He won’t change, he’s so uptight
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| I’m so afraid that it’s never gonna be alright
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| He won’t change, he’s so uptight
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| I’m so afraid that it’s never gonna be alright
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| Never gonna be alright
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| He won’t change, he’s so uptight
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| I’m so afraid that it’s never gonna be alright |