Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines First on the bad list, and you're last on mine Lookin for a scapegoat, long past due Walking down the aisle, still straining you I still hear him screaming "where do I hide?" And all he asks, I said "hurry inside" He said, she said,.. No she don't Be back before morning, and you know she won't Well I remember that summer, like yesterday And I remember his mother, As he was dragged away I Still hear him screaming "Where do I hide?" All he asks, I say "hurry inside" A whole lot of memories... yours and not mine And all he asks, I said "hurry inside" Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines First on the bad list, and you're last on mine Lookin for a scapegoat, long past due Walking down the aisle, still straining you Still hear you screaming "Where do I hide? " All he asks, I say "hurry inside" A whole lot of memories... yours and not mine And all he asks, I said "hurry inside" Where do I hide? Zurück