Heres what happened in the back of the restaurant Couple dbutantes, hundred bottles of wine I walked into the walkin cooler Cops got him with a pocket full of powder Got my pants back, got a cash advance Got a tape deck, not the regular kind Its a secret, you cant see it Cant believe it, Im the informant And hey, Juanita, well, I sold you out Got the pliers on my fingers and your name slipped out Didnt tell em bout your whereabouts Take the train downtown, get lost in the crowd and The pigs are coming out of the woodwork The pigs are coming in through the windows My advice Is dye your eyes And stay inside I told them Suppose you heard about the nightclub fires? Ive got two big scoops It wasnt just an accident This is not coincidence I got tired I got tired I got tired And those guys got me wired
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