Album Name : Thixotropic
Release Date : 2003-10-31
Song Duration : 3:42
Low Life Bag Of Money
I grabbed the last of it and headed for the door,
Keep your hands on your heads and keep your faces to the
floor.
I check my watch as seconds keep on ticking by (yeah),
I try to leave but the she looks me in the eye,
She asks me, Where you goin can I come?,
I said, I just robbed you are you dumb?,
She smiles and says 'There's nothin' for me here.'
I heard the sound of sirens getting near
Let's leave our lives behind,
A bag of money and the car still running,
No time for acting shy,
Losin' time with the cop cars comin',
Take a plane, to fly away,
Catch a train, 'cause it leaves today,
I'm goin' away, with the girl I robbed today,
A bag of money.
I looked her up and down and saw that she was fine,
Pencil curves and it was me that draws the line,
I'm thinking of the years way down the road-
Me and her in Acapulco,
I blink my eyes and someone taps me on the back jack,
Put your gun down what you got there in that sack?
I laughed and said, I gotta go away,
I haven't heard from her since that day.
