Lyrics:

1986

Every inch of you looks like a lady

So don't get caught here in the city at nite

And if you wanna take a chance and go down crazy

I sell protection for a price



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Well, call it love or call it murder

This is the crime of the century

No, don't point that thing on me



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All in all my aim is better

Shots as clean as a mean goal-getter

A bad man on the run

I'm gonna be your dark stranger

Contact man 'tween you and danger

I'll protect you baby with my elephant gun



Every minute counts and you play both sides of the law

Mm, these dangorous days

Mean nine lives doin' anything at all

A lot of folks been blown away



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Bang!



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Don't try to use that thing on me