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I the Red-Eye at midnight
In the nick of
On a seven
An' we soon flyin' high

Lord, I had no to lose
Things were hot
Only I where we stashed the loot
The mob wants to the spot

They got the in from Cleveland
The fire-power Detroit
missed me in New Jersey
Though got pretty tight

They caught my in Richmond
At the Savoy
But I got out the Laundry
And to Chicago, Illinois

I'm the of the Independants
Yeah, searching coast to coast
I know where we hid the loot
Eleven ago

I the Red-Eye at midnight
In the nick of
On a seven
We soon were and wide

The was laughing at me
Like it did not a care
But I just right back and said
You ain't going

Well, I out of the rackets
And the numbers
'Cos when you cross the big
got yourself to blame

I won't sing a canary
And I go naming names
Well, I don't need protection
Well, I'll it my own way

I'm the Last of the
Well, I by my own rules
Yes, I'm the Last of the
The Syndicate, well, it don't

Well, I'm the of the Independants
Well, I got to on the move
Well, I'm the Last of the
Well, I got no to lose

to lose
Time to

I got no
Well, I got no to lose
Well, I got no
Well, I got no time to

Well, I got no
Well, I got no to lose
Well, I got no
Well, I got no to lose