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Well, I got caught in Panama City Trying to buy some beer for some Georgia girls And I got wore out by my daddy For stealing cigarettes from the Smokes and More When all my friends would get away Seems I'd get caught plane as day I took the blame for every little thing But I got away with you And somehow I still ain't been found out It's a crazy truth Like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz And I walked in the Louvre Now the Mona Lisa's hanging in my house I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels And I got away with you Well, looking like you do On its damn own should be a crime Let alone a fool like me Hand in hand with you should be doin' time But here we are running free Guess someone turned the other cheek 'Cause there ain't no blue lights in the rear view Guess I got away with you And somehow I still ain't been found out It's a crazy truth Like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz And I walked in the Louvre Now the Mona Lisa's hanging in my house I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels And I got away with you I'd take it all, the fails the falls The county jails the one phone calls I'd do it all again if I had to 'Cause I got away with you And somehow, girl, I still ain't been found out It's a crazy truth Like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz And I walked in the Louvre Now the Mona Lisa's hanging in my house I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels When I got away with you When I got away with you Yeah, I got away with you
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