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  • Текст песни Macy Gray - I've Committed Murder



    My baby works down at the boulevard cafe
    Just a fine young man with big dreams
    Trying to make his own way
    The owner is this mean ole bitch who degrades him everyday
    Then she fires him for no reason
    Don't wanna give him his last pay
    I've commited murder and I think I've got away
    I'm hiding at my mother's house come get me right away, right away
    I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear
    We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away

    When he's down it breaks my heart to see him
    So I figured I'd talk to her woman to woman
    I walk in and she's counting her cash
    Got so much cash her office looks like a green pasture
    I said "give him the little bit of money you owe him"
    She said "get back bitch I ain't giving you shit"
    I said "you ole bag, maybe you ain't heard but them are fighting words"
    I've committed murder and I think I got away
    I'm hiding at my mothers house come get me right away, right away
    I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear
    We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away
    I've committed murder and I think I got away
    I'm hiding at my mothers house come get me right away, right away
    I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear
    We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away

    And I don't feel bad about it
    See baby there was this struggle
    And I don't feel bad about it
    As a result of our struggle
    And I don't feel bad about it
    But the good thing is
    And I don't feel bad about it
    We don't have to struggle no more

    With a suitcase full of money
    We flew to a Jamaican paradise
    One thing I've learned through all of this is
    Having money sure is nice
    Me and my baby got married
    He's working hard to make his dreams come true
    As far as regrets I don't have any
    Would you?
    I've committed murder and I think I got away
    I'm hiding at my mother's house come get me right away, right away
    I have no intention for paying for my crime don't fear
    We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away

    Murder she wrote
    Murder she wrote
    Murder she wrote
    Murder she wrote