What`s up? What`s up? What`s up motherfucker?
I think I call your bluff
Who`s there? Who`s there?
I think I know, but I don`t think I care
Came in on the Flyer honey, 1952.
I ain`t for hire for money so I`ll tell you what I`ll do
I`m gonna be a gangster, a gangster of love
I might not be Al Capone, but I think I`ll be quite good
I`m all I got right now, so what are we gonna do
I think I`m a desperado, desperate for you
Way cool. Way cool.
I don`t talk like this, but I like to bend the rules.
Too bad, it`s too bad.
To think of the face of a man whose woman you had
Came in on the Silver Streak, 1964.
I ain`t for hire for money, but it sure beats being poor
I`m gonna be an outlaw, just like Jesse James
Rob all of your banks
And the occasional train
And if Bobby Ford should shoot me, I know just what you`d do
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