My baby works down at the boulevard café
Just a fine young man with big dreams
Trying to make his wn way
The owner is this man ole bitch who degrades
Him everyday
Then she fires him for no reason
Dont wanna give him for no reason
Ive committed murder and I think I got away
Im hiding at my mothers house corne get me right away
Right away
I have no intention of paying for my crimes dont fear
Were gonna get the next plane outer here and fly away
Fly away
When hes down it breaks my heart to see him
So I figured Id talk to her woman to woman
I walk in and shes countin her cash
Got so much cash her office looks like a green pasture
I said, "give him the little bit of money you owe him"
She said" get back bitch I aint givin you shit"
I said, "you ole bag, maybe you aint heard but them are
Fightin words"
Ive committed murder and I think I got away
Im hiding at my mothers house corne get me right away
Right away
I have no intention of paying for my crimes dont fear
Were gonna get the next plane outer here and fly away
Fly away
And I dont feel bad about it
See baby there was this struggle
And I dont feel bad about it
As a result of our struggle
And I dont feel bad about it
But the good thing is
And I dont feel bad about it
We dont have to struggle no more
With a suitcase full of money
We flew to a Jamaican paradise
One thing Ive learned through all of this is
Having money sure is nice
Me and my baby got married
Hes working hard to make his dreams came true
As far as regrets I dont have any
Would You?
Ive committed murder and I think I got away
Im hiding at my mothers house corne get me right away
Right away
I have no intention of paying for my crimes dont fear
Were gonna get the next plane outer here and fly away
Fly away
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