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Got my ring from a pawn shop 30 dollars cheap He had no choice cause while He's looking at me My baby stole the cash from behind his back Now we're running from the law On the wrong side of the tracks And my home is a cheap motel And we're trying stay out of jail Cause we were already on parole And if they catch us now they'll never let us go Burnt rubber Torn denim Like a poster child for bad boy heaven Missing stop signs Those blue lights Chasing us all through the night Baby you make me wanna push my luck Revved up Stole a car from a guy who was begging On his knees Well Clint… has got nothing on me Cause I'm W.A.N.T.E.D On the wrong side of a winning streak SongtexteAnd my legs are up on the dash And my heart is racing fast We'll drive as far as we can go And then we'll start all over and they'll never know Burnt rubber Torn denim Like a poster child for bad boy heaven Missing stop signs Those blue lights Chasing us all through the night Baby you make me wanna push my luck Revved up I lean over and kiss your neck I guess we got away with it Ooo the way you make me feel I wanna find something else to steal I'm revved up Burnt rubber Torn denim Like a poster child for bad boy heaven Missing stop signs Those blue lights Chasing us all through the night Baby you make me wanna push my luck I said baby you make me wanna push my luck Revved up Revved up Aus Songtexte Mania