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So you think you're gonna lay down baby And you're workin' on your alibi You had a visit from the white shirts baby And you wanna be a stand up guy But you're never gonna sit for no one Red beans and denim blue You heard the one about the third time lucky Did you think that we were talkin to you? Get your head down And keep your eyes open You better think about the thrill of the chase When your miles away Eddie goes underground And digs himself a deep one That boy's swallowed up without a trace Is what the papers say I heard you had a little trouble up In Stanislaus County with that Girl The one you didn't ask about her age You thought that you could straighten it out with money Like a man of the world But they're looking for you Eddie, Boy, they're sweepin' out your cage Eddie goes underground And digs himself a deep one That boy's swallowed up without a trace Is what the papers say And you know it's all a misunderstanding But you know the way that they are Bon voyage, happy landing You'll be windin' up your business While your gassin' up your car Eddie goes underground I know you had a last time and a time before that Now you got it all figured out You're gonna get them off your back Eddie, get your head down And keep your eyes open You better think about the thrill of the chase When your miles away Eddie goes underground And digs himself a deep one That boy's swallowed up without a trace Is what the papers say Eddie goes underground Eddie digs a deep one Eddie's swallowed up without a trace Is what the papers say Eddie goes underground
Writer(s): Tony Carey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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