Life Of Crime lyrics by The Weirdos. I don't wanna play aroun' no more I see that black cross painted on your door We was good friends for a long, long time...
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I don't wanna play aroun' no more
I see that black cross painted on your door
We was good friends for a long, long time
But baby you got hungry for a life of crime
Get the message now?
The car you drive is painted red and grey
But if you ask me to get in
Well, I'll just run away
We was good friends for a long, long time
But baby you got hungry for a life of crime
Get the message now?
We was good friends for a long, long time
But baby you got hungry for a life of crime
Get the message now?
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