Getaway © 1987 A.Riggs All Rights Reserved
Last time I saw you, several years ago
You were heading down south for the gulf of Mexico
Across the border you wound up in Monterrey
And people round here said you were running away
Down at the bank the manager had the bankers blues
And though they can't prove anything thet blame it all on you
With your motor running you sat in your chevrolet
And when things started to fall apart you made your getaway
You left town without delay
To avoid being put in jail, you made your getaway
Your partners in crime caught red handed at the
scene
Left to face the music and nobody spilled the beans
Now I'm not glad to see you now you're back in town
Cause you'll only bring me trouble and you'll drag me down
You were gone I thought to stay
To avoid being put in jail, you made your getaway