A little pulp fiction .....
© Brian P Deignan 2018
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On the day you left me
I know this for a fact
that man of yours had the motor running
waiting out the back
you won’t take me down baby
won’t take me down with you
you can keep running pretty baby
you can’t outrun the truth
The Russian came to see me
said that you’d been warned
but that man of yours decided
to launch a real shit storm
but you won’t take me down baby
take me down with you
you can keep running pretty baby
you can’t outrun the truth
now you say you need me
that everything couldn’t be helped
but there’s something you can’t see
no you can’t see
don’t have a hold on me
no I checked out
You say that you can’t take
living on the lam
and crazy enough to think I’d make
the same mistake again
but you won’t take me down baby
take me down with you
you can keep running pretty baby
you can’t outrun the truth
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