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Robert's got a quick hand |
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He'll look around the room |
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He won't tell you his plan |
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He's got a rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth |
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He's a cowboy kid |
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Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun |
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In his dad's closet hidden in a box of fun things |
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And I don't even know what |
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But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you |
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks |
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You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun |
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks |
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You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet |
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x1 |
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Daddy works a long day |
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He be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late |
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And he's bringing me a surprise |
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Because dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice |
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I've waited for a long time |
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Yeah, the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger |
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I reason with my cigarette |
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And say your hair's on fire |
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You must have lost your wits, yeah |
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks |
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You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun |
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks |
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You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet |
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x1 |
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks |
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You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun |
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks |
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You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet |
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x3 |
