Hello, city full of strangers.
Pull in on the train and out again, just got time for
Don't think about you morning, don't think about you
Feels like a dreamtime, don't have a past, don't have a
But soon, I'll take the money and run.
I'll take the money and run to you baby,
I'll take the money and run to you, hope you're still
A full floor means murder at the back door.
Fight for the saliva on the stand, all trying to touch
But it doesn't mean he's yours to hold.
It doesn't mean he sings your soul,
We all go home lonely - if we get to go home at all.
We could buy a vineyard, both get fat and brown.
Open up a jazz cafe the seedy side of town.
I'd have a belly full of children, you'd have a belly
full of drink.
We wouldn't have to give a damn what other people think.
Soon, I'll take the money and run.
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