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Grab your things
And we'll run
I think I know
Where Grandpa keeps the gun

Pack your bags
We'll get out of this town
Don't care what you did if you're in
I'm down, I'm down

There's a motel
Off the five
A little dingy
It'll work just fine

With the kind of heater
That makes noises
Swear if you're quiet
You can hear voices

Grab your things
And we'll run
We'll meet Oregon
Before the sun

Pack your bags
We'll get out of this town
Don't care what you did if you're in
I'm down, I'm down

As the leaves
Turn to gold
And we're driving
Up the coast

Tell me everything
You know
I'll tell you how I
Used to cope

If we hear sirens
We'll pull right
Cause you were never one
To skip a fight
I hope you know that
I'll be by your side
Even if you're
Losing

Grab your things
And we'll run
I'd never let you
Have all the fun

Aren't you glad
We escaped this town
And whatever shit you're in
I'm down, I'm down

You're making me a fugitive
Fugitive

You're making me a fugitive
Fugitive

But I'm down, I'm down

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