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It was the scene of the crime The crime of the century The typewriter is silent It's been that way for weeks I move back and forth I'm over me I know you're wrong And for a change I'm right You're my getaway driver, let's play Cause I'm down and out and overboard Drag me in And it's two o'clock the lights are dim Pull me in Nighttime is the right time While your parents sleep Pack your bags and meet me on the front lawn Tiptoe out to me So close the car door and turn the key I know you're wrong And for a change I'm right You're my getaway driver, let's play Cause I'm down and out and overboard Drag me in And it's two o'clock the lights are dim Pull me in From Letras Mania