You're from out of town
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I can tell that by your shoes
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Flew in for the convention
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Getting tipsy in a bar
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You're leaving pretty late
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Gotta get up in the morning
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Thinking she's just too expensive
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And you know you're:
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Probably:
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Right
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There's no one on the streets
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And you can't find your hotel
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You walk a little faster
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-someone's following you
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The wallet-size bulge
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In your double-knit butt
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Has money for me
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And maybe credit cards
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You dart around the next corner
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You can't look around
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Quick now, fish for the keys for the door
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You don't even know where you are
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You walk a little faster
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I walk a little faster
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Sensing that I sense you
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Now there's no escape
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I can almost taste your dandruff
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As I reach for your face
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-And I strike
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The Prey
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Dead Kennedys |