Petty Crime

Caroline, I think we might be cursed

We've been rolling 'round this town in a hearse

Caroline, I know it makes 'u sick

Despite myself, I can't rid myself of it

Anyone else feel the air is thin'

Suit shirt fits a bit too tight around my chin

Keep an eye outside I'll grab the key

We'll take this Lincoln for a ride down 93

Of a petty crime, petty crime

Petty crime, petty crime

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Caroline, I told you a lie

This is no light but I'm afraid to die

Caroline, you know I'm no Quaker

But death isn't a visitor when the hearse drivers your neighbor

Hearse in reverse, tore down the interstate

A story to drive backwards through what I can't change

I'll knock on the nursery door and you grab him

Oddity pallbearer, "would you let me in?"

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Petty crime, petty crime

Petty crime, petty crime

It's petty crime, petty crime

Petty crime, petty crime