LYRIC

Down the aisle my bride in black
You were water and I was the tide at the bar
I got in another fight I kissed the ground goodnight
We stole plenty, we spent every penny
Why not we're young and wrong
Bonnie and Clyde, they had nothin' on us
Except for murder money and blood
From here on out, I'll be poverty, I've got futureless
Heavenly dreams the brought me in
And I did my stretch, I learned my lesson
We stole plenty, we spent every penny
Why not we're young and wrong
Bonnie and Clyde, they had nothin' on us
Except for murder money and blood
We gave 'em the slip more than we caught
Can't tax that side of the law a Cadillac tramp
And carnival thief outlaws from dirt and mud

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