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You're from out of town I can tell that by your shoes Flew in for the convention Gettin' tipsy in a bar You're leavin' pretty late Gotta get up in the mornin' Thinkin' she's just too expensive And you know, you're Probably Right There's no one on the streets And you can't find your hotel You walk a little faster Someone's followin' you The wallet size bulge In your double knit butt Has money for me And maybe credit cards You dart around the next corner You can't look around Quick now, fish for the keys for the door You don't even know where you are You walk a little faster I walk a little faster Sensin' that I sense you Now there's no escape I can almost taste your dandruff As I reach out for your face And I strike