Thieves

Sammy Rae

Compositor: James Manzello / Samantha Rae Bowers

My, oh my, what do I see
Set out right before me?
A diamond in the rough
Some of us have got it made
Martinis in the shade
But, man, I got it tough

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I had no malicious plans
Sticky fingers, dirty hands
I've got to break away
I'm copping this, I pocket that
In a low-brim baseball hat
'Cause I've got to have my way

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I didn't mean to do it, but I had to do it
I didn't mean to do it, but, I mean, I had to do it
I didn't mean to do it, but I had to do it
I didn't mean to do it, but, I mean, I had to do it

I didn't mean to do it, but I had to do it
I didn't mean to do it, but, I mean, I had to do it
I didn't mean to do it, but I had to do it
I didn't mean to do it, but, I mean, I had to do it

We can take our time
I didn't mean to do it, but I had to do it
I didn't mean to do it, but, I mean, I had to do it
With the wee bit that we find
I didn't mean to do it, but I had to do it
I didn't mean to do it, but, I mean, I had to do it

We can take our time
I didn't mean to do it, but I had to do it
I didn't mean to do it, but, I mean, I had to do it
With the wee bit that we find
Buckle up, dude, somebody called the cops!

Kids!
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