| Now, I'm not afraid to do the Lord's work,
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| You say vengeance is His, but I'm a do it first,
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| I'm gonna handle my business in the name of the law, aah, ohh,
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| Now if he made you cry, oh, I gotta know,
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| If he's not ready to die, he best prepare for it,
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| My judgement's divine, I'll tell you who you can call,
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| You can call...
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| You better call the police, call the coroner,
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| Call up your priest, have them warn ya,
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| Won't be no peace when I find that fool,
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| Who did that to you, yeah,
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| Who did that to you, my baby,
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| Who did that to you, uh,
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| Gotta find that fool, oh,
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| Who did that to you?
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| Now I don't take pleasure in a man's pain,
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| But my wrath will come down like the cold rain,
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| And there won't be no shelter, no place you can go,
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| Hey, Heeeey,
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| It's time to put your hands up, time for surrender,
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| I'm a vigilante, my love's defender,
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| You're a wanted man, and everybody knows,
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| You better call the police, call the coroner,
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| Call up your priest, have them warn ya,
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| Won't be no peace when I find that fool,
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| Who did that to you, hey,
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| Who did that to you, my baby,
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| Who did that to you, ahhhh,
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| Gotta find that fool, hey-ah,
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| Who did that to you?
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| Now he'll keep on running, but I'm closing in,
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| I'll hunt him down until the bitter end,
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| If you see me coming then who you gonna call?
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| Yeee-aaahhh,
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| You better call the police, call the coroner,
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| Call up your priest, have them warn ya,
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| Won't be no peace when I find that fool, hey, hey, heey-ah,
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| You better call the doctor, call the lawyer,
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| I chase 'em all the way to California,
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| Give 'em hell ya trying to find that fool,
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| Who did that to you? |