When you're out on the street, he's a face in the crowd He's a voice in the back, and he's never very loud In a tribal mask, or a business suit He'll stab your back and steal your loot
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Well, I saw him one night and he gave me a chill He was drivin' down the freeway in a coupe de ville Pulled up like a ghost and he hit his lights Saw his shades c cman, they're outta sight
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