I've been bought
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It's quite a scandal
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Just got out alive
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I gave 'em all
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That they could handle
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Then I took a dive
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So take a chair
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And make it snappy
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Tryin' to lose these jerks
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Say a prayer and make it simple
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It's the only kind that works
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On the outskirts
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Of the sundown
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I feel like Billy the Kid
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Don't know where
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I'll go or run now
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Like I ever did
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Is this where I belong
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Hurry up, quick
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And you can come along
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We ain't got time for you
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To grab your stuff
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What's flowing through our veins
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Is good enough
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I'm the fugitve kind
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You better make up your mind
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I can't wait
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You can run-run-run-run away with me
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But never from your fate
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You can run-run-run-run away with me
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But never from your fate
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I've got strange and grandiose ideas
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I never know or care
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What day it is
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We can write down our dreams
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and hide 'em under the bed
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And walk down the street
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with lightbulbs on our head
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I'm the fugitve kind
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You better make up your mind
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I can't wait
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You can run-run-run-run away with me
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But never from your fate
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You can run-run-run-run away with me
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But never from your fate
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I stood alone on that stage
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Just like a stone on a grave
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You could be my lover
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I'd make you laugh
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Or just another epitath
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I'm a bad idea whose time has come
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And I'll never forget
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Where I started from
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I'm the fugitve kind
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You better make up your mind
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I can't wait
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You can run-run-run-run away with me
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But never from your fate
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You can run-run-run-run away with me
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But never from your fate
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You can run-run-run-run away with me
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But never from your fate
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Fugitive Kind
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Paul Westerberg |