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Testo Bandits
All those kisses that we stole
They're all cast in fire and gold.
In a gold no one can weigh,
We made out like bandits, babe.
And all those Bonnies, all those Clydes,
They're amateurs to you and I,
And coming home's a prison break
We made out like bandits, babe.
And all that love, all those mistakes
And what else can a poor man make,
Do you wonder if there was
Any rich folks rich as us?
And they say those two won't get far
In the backseat of a car
But we pulled off the interstate
And out like bandits babe.
And we pulled off the interstate
And made out like bandits, babe.
They're all cast in fire and gold.
In a gold no one can weigh,
We made out like bandits, babe.
And all those Bonnies, all those Clydes,
They're amateurs to you and I,
And coming home's a prison break
We made out like bandits, babe.
And what else can a poor man make,
Do you wonder if there was
Any rich folks rich as us?
And they say those two won't get far
In the backseat of a car
But we pulled off the interstate
And out like bandits babe.
And we pulled off the interstate
And made out like bandits, babe.
RITTER, JOSH
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, DUCHAMP, INC
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Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, DUCHAMP, INC
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