3 years ago
The Heist
Lyrics
I'm not a violent man
But I can't seem to cope
I tie a dangerous knot
To the end of my rope
Baby baby don't worry
I'm coming home
Home with the money
I've got four mouths to feed
And a woman in doubt
I'm walking in with a gun
And I'll be rich coming out
Baby baby don't worry
I'm coming home
Home with the money
I slip the paper to the teller
I've got my sunglasses on
Stay calm is what I tell her
That's when I hear the alarm
Baby baby don't worry
I'm coming home
Home with the money
Writer(s): JAY BARTHOLOMEW BUCHANAN, MICHAEL P. MILEY, ROBIN EVERHART, SCOTT HOLIDAY
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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