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Miami Vicer lyrics
Chase in suburban streets is
dangerous
Very few have survived
If the chaser has leather gloves &
black overcoat
You must run, run, run away
Run into the night
Grown-up fairytales
So Black and white
Real like death
And I don't want to die
Liquor kisses in a private room
Guns and cash in the garage
If your neighbour has leather
gloves & black overcoat
Better turn your head, never look
him in the eye
Grown-up fairytales
So Black and white
Real like death
And I don't want to die
Sir Janitor
Doesn't breathe anymore
Somebody banged
His sad head way
I swear I was there
Part of these releases
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- Track 1 on Miami Vicer
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- Track 3 on Desire
- 2 Young Desire
- 4 Sawyer The Brother
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- Track 3 on Young Desire
- 4 Sawyer The Brother
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