LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe Criminal Kind
You got a criminal mindYou got criminal looksBoy you better look outYou're gonna get hookedDon't you ever feel guiltyWhen you come up shortMan you better be carefulYou're gonna get caughtChorus'Cause you're the criminal kind, you're the criminal kindMan what you gonna do? Where you gonna hide?They're callin' you a sickness, disease of the mindMan what you gonna do? You're the criminal kindDon't you ever get tired? Don't you ever wanna quit?Yeah it's been a long time, and you still don't fitDog tags on the mirror, hangin' down from a chainGive up little sister, this ain't gonna change(Repeat Chorus)Yeah, and that little girl you used to knowJust don't come around no moreNow she ain't there to watch the doorShe don't wanna die in no liquor storeI hope they all made money, I hope they all get richYeah, I hope they give hell, to every son-of-a-bitchThat put a man on the carpetOr stuck him out on the lineWhoever let him get a taste of the criminal life(Repeat Chorus)
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