Jon Foreman – Just Rob Me (Guitar)

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I met a pretty girl the next town over

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Running like a river, thin and long

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Other than her dress

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She looked mighty well depressed

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So I asked this little lady what was wrong

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She said, "All my life I've tried to be an outlaw

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I've tried to spit and chew and steal and rob

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But I ain't no good at thieven'

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So I might as well be leaven

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I think I'm off and go get a job"

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I told the pretty girl, "Don't be so foolish

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Don't be so quick to leave a life of crime

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See I'll be quick to call it

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You can practice on my wallet

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And that way if you're caught you won't do time"

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Just rob me!

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Just rob me!

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A pretty face like yours don't come for free

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If I can call you honey

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Well then you can take my money

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So darlin keep your gun

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And just rob me

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I see the girl again a few months later

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To see her with her gun was a relief

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I said, "Honey you've got attributes

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Like lace and lips and high heeled boots

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But dearie your just no good as a thief"

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She said, "Mister how do you know that I'm failin'

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I might have robbed twenty banks today"

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I looked into her eyes

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And said, "Miss, I'd be surprised,

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You're pointing that there gun the wrong way.

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Maybe every woman is an outlaw

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I'm pretty sure they're pretty thieves in black

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They'll make you scream like smoke

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And then they rob you broke

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But I suppose don't mind being robbed like that

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So my pretty thief and I started a family

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Yeah my outlaw's been given me inlaws

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She kept her thievin art

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Sure as rain she stole my heart

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But she tells me it's for a worthy cause