Overdrawn
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In need of cash
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Not a job in sight
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Let's rob this goddamn bank, you know
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The next thing I know
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We had eleven people sprawled out on the black and white tiled floor
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While the manager stuffed our flower pillow cases full of green
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Stepping over the unarmed guard
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And stepped into daylight
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And into a right bad dream, now
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Underide
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You by my side
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Smoking tires
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Underide
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Underide
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You by my side
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Never thought we'd get away with it
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Much less get out of that bank alive
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From here on out it was just a matter of driving
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There weren't limits in my confidence
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With a tank full of gas
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A trunk full of cash
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And two miles to the state line
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And a county full of roads to get lost in
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We had it made
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I was so glad I didn't hear that screech
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Because our plan was working
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Underide
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You by my side
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Smoking tires
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Underide
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Underide
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You by my side
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I don't know where a lot of sirens and a sudden lightning storm
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The only thing that made any sense was this guy and his fricking face
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This guy kept smiling at us
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"What are you looking at?
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Lets get the fuck out of here," she screamed
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I pushed the gas pedal out of the bank parking lot
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And into the back of a Chevron Tanker
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Oh, baby, I lost my head
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Oh, baby, I lost my head
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Oh, baby, I lost my head
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Looking at you
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Oh, baby, I lost my head
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Oh, baby, I lost my head
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Oh, baby, I lost my head
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Looking at you
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Underide
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Flame and fire
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Smoking tires
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Underide
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You're out of sight
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By my side
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| Mudhoney |
