Paroles de Miami Vicer
Chase in suburban streets isdangerous
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
I swear I was there
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
I swear I was there
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