Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines
First on the bad list, and you're last on mine
Lookin for a scapegoat, long past due
Walking down the aisle, staring straight at you
I still hear him screaming a-"where do I hide?"
And all he asks and I say "hurry inside"
He said, she said, No she don't
I'l back before morning, and you know she won't
I remember that summer, like yesterday
And I remember his mother, As he was dragged away
I still hear him screaming "where do I hide?"
And he asks and I say "hurry inside"
A whole lot of memories
Yours and not mine
And he asks and I say "hurry inside"
Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines
First on the bad list, and you're last on mine
Lookin for a scapegoat, long past due
Walking down the aisle, staring straight at you
I still hear him screaming a-"where do I hide?"
And he asks and I say "hurry inside"
A whole lot of memories
Yours and not mine
And all he asks and I say "hurry inside"
