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Pound Of Prevention

from Fugitives

There I was
Working at the window
Turning pennies and paychecks
Into savings and loans
Reach for the ceiling she said
The gun's quite loaded
Fill the bag up with big bills
And I'll be gone
Caught her eye
Underneath the bandanna
Wild as fire
That's when I fell in love
Everybody lay down
And count to a hundred
Except for you, boy
`Cause I'm taking you hostage

What's that I feel
`Tween my shoulder blades?
Like ice-cold steel
She explained it was her
Pound of prevention
Sixteen ounces of cure
for a hard, hard world
Pound of prevention
Sixteen ounces of cure
For a hard, hard world

Do as I tell you
You'll be alright
Don't try nothin' funny
I'll let you stay alive
A woman like you
You seem so bright
Why you wanna lead a life of crime?
I tried it your way
But I got burned
Thought I had a job and a good man
But I had a lot to learn
Found out quickly
The real road to success
Sense of security
All rapped up in this here

What's that I feel
`Tween my shoulder blades?
Like ice-cold steel
She explained it was her
Pound of prevention
Sixteen ounces of cure
for a hard, hard world
Pound of prevention
Sixteen ounces of cure
For a hard, hard world

Hot wired a Chevy
She worked so fast
Swear to God she did it
With just one hand
Blue lights flashing
In the rear view mirror
We took the back roads
And we lost the man
Deserted rest stop
Somewhere on the highway
She taped my ankles
Tied my hands
Gunned the motor
Blew me a kiss
Sped off into the sunset
Never to be seen again
I finally got myself
Untied
Sat bolt upright
`Cause by my side was a
Bank roll of thousand dollar bills
She stole my heart
But left me here with this

Pound of prevention
Sixteen ounces of cure
For this hard, hard world