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There's trouble on the streets tonight |
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I can feel it in my bones, I had a premonition |
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That he should not go alone |
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I knew the gun was loaded |
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But I didn't think he'd kill |
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Everything exploded, and the blood began to spill |
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So baby, here's your ticket |
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Put the suitcase in your hand, here's a little money now |
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Do it just the way we planned |
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You be cool for twenty hours, and I'll pay you twenty grand |
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I'm sorry it went down like this |
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And someone had to lose, it's the nature of the business |
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It's the smuggler's blues, smuggler's blues |
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The sailors and pilots, the soldiers and the law |
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The pay-offs and the rip-offs and the things nobody saw |
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No matter if it's heroin, cocaine, or hash |
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You've got to carry weapons, 'cause you always carry cash |
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There's lots of shady characters, lots of dirty deals |
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Ev'ry name's an alias, in case somebody squeals |
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It's the lure of easy money, it's got a very strong appeal |
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Perhaps you'd understand it better |
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Standin' in my shoes, it's the ultimate enticement |
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It's the smuggler's blues, smuggler's blues |
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You see it in the headlines, you hear it ev'ry day |
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They say they're gonna stop it but it doesn't go away |
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They move it through Miami, sell it in L.A. |
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They hide it up in Telluride, I mean it's here to stay |
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It's propping up the governments in Columbia and Peru |
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You ask any D.E.A. man, he'll say there's nothin' we can do |
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From the office of the President |
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Right down to me and you, me and you |
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It's a losing proposition but one you can't refuse |
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It's the politics of contraband |
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It's the smuggler's blues, smuggler's blues |
