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I take your money right at gunpoint like a Wall Street widow I got some inhibitions in me, call it wishful, I know I see you laughing, darlin', ha ha ha Yes, sir, been misbehaving, it's the law Oh, when the day's been calling Find myself in a taxi ride Waking in an old cell block Forget my apartment, you won't find me Oh, when the day's been calling Find myself in a taxi ride Waking in an old cell block Forget my apartment, you won't find me I take no shit from no one, robbed two banks in Puerto Rico The man's been searching for me, hiding out in Monacillo I see you crying, mama, ha ha ha Yes, sir, been misbehaving, it's the law Oh, when the day's been calling Find myself in a taxi ride Waking in an old cell block Forget my apartment, you won't find me Oh, when the day's been calling Find myself in a taxi ride Waking in an old cell block Forget my apartment, you won't find me Here I am You know I'm dying and my heart is shot through the side Ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah, tonight, my soul is gone for sure And here's my mind Turning like a fire so bright Hello, can you understand that this life has been lost? I'll be fine in a little Close my eyes just to see you again 'Til we meet in the middle Close my eyes just to see you again Oh, when the day's been calling Find myself in a taxi ride Waking in an old cell block Forget my apartment, you won't find me I'll be fine in a little Close my eyes just to see you again 'Til we meet in the middle Close my eyes just to see you again I'll be fine in a little Close my eyes just to see you again 'Til we meet in the middle Close my eyes just to see you again
Writer(s): Theodore Klein, Curt Schibli, Alec Donkin, Chris Corsico Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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