The Chase
They are after me,this can not be,blue lights behind my car,I eat whats in my jar!
It surely will kill me,I roll down the window gagging myself,I puke then I belch!
My friend told on me,as I left there I seen,now I have wrecked and broke my spleen!
Now they got me for leaving the scene!
Just a little longer I can not run,I shoot at them with my gun,lord this is no fun!
As they finally catch up to me,surronding me,never again will I be free!
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