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I've Committed Murder Lyrics

I've Committed Murder by Macy Gray  

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I've Committed Murder My baby works down at the boulevard cafe'
Just a fine young man with big dreams trying to make his own way
The owner is this mean ole bitch who degrades him everyday
Then she fires him for no reason, don't wanna give him his last pay
I say, I've committed murder and I think I got away
I'm hiding at my mother's house come get me right away, right away
I have no intention of paying for my crimes, don't fear
We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away

When he's down it breaks my heart to see him
So I figured I'd talk to her woman to woman
I walk in and she's countin' her cash
Got so much cash her office looks like a green pasture
I said "Give him the little bit of money you owe him"
She said "Get back bitch I ain't givin' you shit"
I said "You ole bag, maybe you ain't heard but them are fightin' words"
I've committed murder and I think I got away (I think I got away)
I'm hiding at my mothers house come get me right away (Right away), right away (Right away)
I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear (No don't you fear)
We're gonna get the next plane outta here (We're gonna get the next plane outta here)
And fly away (Fly away, fly away), fly away
I've committed murder and I think I got away
I'm hiding at my mothers house come get me right away, right away (Right away)
I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear (No don't you fear)
We're gonna get the next plane outta here (We're gonna get the next plane outta here), and fly away (Baby), fly away (Baby)

And I don't feel bad about it, see baby there was this struggle
And I don't feel bad about it, and as a result of our struggle
And I don't feel bad about it, but the good thing is that...
And I don't feel bad about it, we don't have to struggle no more

With a suitcase full of money we flew to a Jamaican paradise
One thing I've learned through all of this is, having money sure is nice
Me and my baby got married, he's working hard to make his dreams come true
As far as regrets, I don't have any
(Would you?) Would you?
I've committed murder and I think I got away (Think I got away)
I'm hiding at my mother's house come get me right away (Right away), right away (Right away)
I have no intention of paying for my crimes don't fear (No don't you fear)
We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away (We're gonna get the next plane outta here)
Fly away (Baby), fly away (Baby)
I've committed murder and I think I got away (I think I'm going)
(Murder She Wrote, Murder She Wrote, Murder She Wrote, Murder She Wrote, Murder She Wrote, Murder She Wrote)
I've committed murder and I think I got away
I'm hiding at my mothers house come get me right away, right away
I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear (No don't you fear)
We're gonna get the next plane outta here (We're gonna get the next plane outta here)
(Fly away) and fly away, fly away
I've committed murder... (And I, and I think I goin'...)
Don't you...

Go on get me right away, right away
No, I can't afford no private plane
Fly, fly



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