(Tom Petty)
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You got a criminal mind
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You got criminal looks
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Boy you better look out
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You're gonna get hooked
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Don't you ever feel guilty
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When you come up short
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Man you better be careful
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You're gonna get caught
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(Chorus)
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'Cause you're the criminal kind
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You're the criminal kind
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Man what you gonna do?
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Where you gonna hide?
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They're callin' you a sickness, disease of the mind
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Man what you gonna do?
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You're the criminal kind
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Don't you ever get tired?
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Don't you ever want to quit?
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Yeah it's been a long time, and you still don't fit
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Dog tags on the mirror, hangin' down from a chain
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Give up little sister, this ain't gonna change
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(Chorus)
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Yeah, and that little girl you used to know
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Just don't come around no more
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Now she ain't there to watch the door
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She don't wanna die in no liquor store
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I hope they all made money, I hope they all get rich
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Yeah, I hope they give hell, to every son-of-a-bitch
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That put a man on the carpet
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Or stuck him out on the line
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Whatever let him get a taste of the crminal life
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(Chorus)
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The Criminal Kind
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Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers |