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alder street - all in the game lyrics

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she’s got a marker
she has a spray paint can
she’s got a razor blade
and mace in her left hand

she’s got a mask
she has a whiskey flask
she’s got a father in jail
and a baseball bat

and she can swing
oh she can swing
she’s got a shotgun in her trench coat
and she p+wned her diamond ring

she might not last (might not last)
she might die young (die young)
she might have a .45 in her mouth
but at least she had her fun

and it’s all in the game i suppose
she finds her highs and she comes down to her lows
it’s a crying shame she grеw old
she had one hand on the holstеr
and her eyes set on the goal
she had one hand on the holster
and her eyes set on the goal
she’s all messed up (all messed up)
smokin’ in her pickup truck
when the cops roll by
well she doesn’t even bother to duck

she’ll go out with a bang (out with a bang)
she’ll go out with a smile
but first she’ll wink at you, hold you tight
win the fight, wave goodbye
walk away in style

she’s my friend (my friend)
she’s my pal (my pal)
she’s my lover and she’s my gal
she’s my bun (my bun)
she’s my hand (gun!)
she’s all my laughter
she’s a nun on the run

and it’s all in the game i suppose
she finds her highs and she comes down to her lows
it’s a crying shame she grew old
she had one hand on the holster
and her eyes set on the goal
she had one hand on the holster
and her eyes set on the goal
she might rob a bank (rob a bank)
she might hold up a liquor store
she might come at you gun in hand
screamin’ “motherf+cker die
drop down to the floor”

she’s well+armed (well+armed)
she’s very well trained (well trained)
and most of all she’s dangerous
cause she knows how to use your aim

she’s f+ckin’ smart (f+ckin’ smart)
she’s f+ckin’ insane (insane)
she has a new outlook on life
and a bag full of cocaine

she’s gone (she’s gone)
and she’s escaped the pen
and i hope she’s somewhere under the sun
drinking hamm’s

‘cause it’s all in the game i suppose
she finds her highs, she comes down to her lows
it’s a crying shame she grew old
she had one hand on the holster
and her eyes set on the goal
she had one hand on the holster
and her eyes set on the goal

- alder street lyrics

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