Petty Crime

Caroline, I think we might be cursed
 We've been rolling 'round this town in a hearse
 Caroline, I know it makes 'u sick
 Despite myself, I can't rid myself of it
 Anyone else feel the air is thin'
 Suit shirt fits a bit too tight around my chin
 Keep an eye outside I'll grab the key
 We'll take this Lincoln for a ride down 93
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 Of a petty crime, petty crime
 Petty crime, petty crime
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 Caroline, I told you a lie
 This is no light but I'm afraid to die
 Caroline, you know I'm no Quaker
 But death isn't a visitor when the hearse drivers your neighbor
 Hearse in reverse, tore down the interstate
 A story to drive backwards through what I can't change
 I'll knock on the nursery door and you grab him
 Oddity pallbearer, "would you let me in?"
 Petty crime, petty crime
 Petty crime, petty crime
 It's petty crime, petty crime
 Petty crime, petty crime