George Thorogood & The Destroyers – Cops And Robbers (Guitar)

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I was driving home on the Boulevard late one night

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When I spied a cat over at the corner

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Thumbin' all alone

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Now as I passed him by

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I heard him holler out "Hey!"

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I slowed down to see what he said

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He hollered, "Mmmmm, by any chance you goin' my way?"

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I said "Why sure, baby, hop in and gimme a cigarette."

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Just then he reached down in his pockets

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And that was the moment that I regret

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He hollered, "Reach for the sky!"

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I said, "But I don't understand you, sir."

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"Don't give me no monkey business

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This is the stopper in my hand."

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Again, he says, "Uh, looky here

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You see this here I got in my hand

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This is a thirty-eight pistol

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Built on a forty-five frame

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Shoots tombstone bullets

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And a ball and chain

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He said "Now, I-I-I-I ain't tryin' to shake you up

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But, b-b-b but I just want you to know

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If the cops start to crowd me in

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Then you gonna be the first to go

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Now looky here, don't even look back

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Just drive on just like nothing happenin'

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That's when he said, that's when he told me

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He said, "Don't even look back or nothin'"

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He said, "Uh, now when I get to that red light..."

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He wanted me to go to my left

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And then jump back to my right

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He says, "Now, uh, I want you drive up in that alley

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N-n-n-n-not that alley, that alley over there!

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And pull up behind that liquor store

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And keep a sharp look out at all times

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While I sneak in the back door."

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That's when he told me

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He said, "Uh, keep you foot on that gas

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And always be on gaurd

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'Cause when I come runnin' out of there

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With all that money..."

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He wanted me to mash down on it real hard

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He said, "Now, uh, don't let me come out there

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And find me a double-cross

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Because I murder when the heat's on

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He said, "Reach for the sky!"

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I said, "But I don't understand you, sir."

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"Don't try no monkey business

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I gotta stopper in my hand."

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Wooo-weee, I was just sittin' there, just tremblin'!

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Just then a spotlight hit me dead in the face

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And this great big Chicago cop behind me said

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"Uh, move over a little bit, baby

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We gonna take your place."

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Just then this guy come runnin' out of the liquor store

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With all that money in his hand

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He said, "Oh, there you are."

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He made a mistake in the dark

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And leaped in the police car

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They put the handcuffs on him

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I said, "Child, your crime must have outgrew him!"

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And then they said, when the drove him away

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"We gonna put you so far back in jail this time

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They gonna have to pump air into him."

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"Reach for the sky!"

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I said, "But I don't undertand you, sir."

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"Don't give me no monkey business

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This is the stopper in my hand."