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Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines
First on the bad list, and you're last on mine
Lookin for a scapegoat, long past due
Walking down the aisle, still straining you

Still hear you screaming where do I hide?
All he asks, I said hurry inside

He said, she said, No she don't
Be back before morning, You know she won't
I remember that summer, like yesterday
And I remember his mother, As he was dragged away

I Still hear him screaming Where do I hide?
All he asks, I say hurry inside
A whole lot of memory
Yours and not mine
All he asks, I said hurry inside

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Still hear you screaming Where do I hide?
All he asks, I say hurry inside
A whole lot of memory
Yours and not mine
All he asks, I said hurry inside
Where do I hide?