They got me in Chicago
They used an old friend
To give the hug
My heart sped up
When I felt his pulse
It was beating like a cop
He said quit acting so tough
With your one-armed man stuff
I've got love to give to my fugitive
Quit acting so tough with
Your one-armed man stuff
I've got love to give to my fugitive
He said it looks like you're crying
I said I can't believe your lying
He said it looks like you're dying
You informing rat fink I could kill you now
Now I am no longer innocent