Letra

My baby works down at the boulevard café Just a fine young man with big dreams Trying to make his own way The owner is this mean ol' bitch Who degrades him everyday Then she fires him for no reason Don't wanna give him his last pay I said, "I've committed murder and I think I got away" I'm hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away, right away I have no intention of paying for my crimes, don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away When he's down it breaks my heart to see him So I figured, I'd talk to her, woman-to-woman I walk in and she's countin' her cash Got so much cash, her office looks like a green pasture I said, "Give him a little bit of money you owe him" She said, "Get back bitch, I ain't givin' you shit" I said, "You ol' bag, maybe you ain't heard but them are fightin' words" I've committed murder and I think I got away I'm hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away, right away I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away I've committed murder and I think I got away I'm hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away, right away I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away (And I don't feel bad about it) see baby, there was this struggle (And I don't feel bad about it) and as a result of this struggle (And I don't feel bad about it) but the good thing is, is that (And I don't feel bad about it) we don't have to struggle no more With a suitcase full of money we flew to a Jamaican paradise One thing I've learned through all of this is Having money sure is nice Me and my baby got married He's working hard to make his dreams come true As far as regrets, I don't have any Would you? I've committed murder and I think I got away I'm hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away, right away I have no intention of paying for my crimes, don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away I've committed murder and I think I got away Murder, she wrote Murder, she wrote Murder, she wrote Murder, she wrote Murder, she wrote Murder, she wrote I've committed murder and I think I got away I'm hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away, right away I have no intention of paying for my crimes, don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away I've committed murder Don't you Don't get right away, right away No, get before, no cry Fly, fly
Writer(s): Francis Albert Lai, Kiilu Beckwith, Jeremy Ruzumna, Darryl Allen Swann, Carl Sigman, Natalie Mcintyre, Eddie Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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