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Текст (слова) песни: Tom Petty - The Criminal Kind



You got a criminal mind
You got criminal looks
Boy you better look out
You`re gonna get hooked
Don`t you ever feel guilty
When you come up short
Man you better be careful
You`re gonna get caught

Chorus
`Cause you`re the criminal kind, you`re the criminal kind
Man what you gonna do? Where you gonna hide?
They`re callin` you a sickness, disease of the mind
Man what you gonna do? You`re the criminal kind

Don`t you ever get tired? Don`t you ever wanna quit?
Yeah it`s been a long time, and you still don`t fit
Dog tags on the mirror, hangin` down from a chain
Give up little sister, this ain`t gonna change

(Repeat Chorus)

Yeah, and that little girl you used to know
Just don`t come around no more
Now she ain`t there to watch the door
She don`t wanna die in no liquor store
I hope they all made money, I hope they all get rich
Yeah, I hope they give hell, to every son-of-a-bitch
That put a man on the carpet
Or stuck him out on the line
Whoever let him get a taste of the criminal life

(Repeat Chorus)

 

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