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The Last Of The IndependantsI caught the Red-Eye at midnightIn the nick of time On the seven four seven And we soon were flying high. Lord, I had no time to lose Things were getting hot Only I know where we stashed the loot The mob wants to know the spot. They got the muscle in from Cleveland The fire-power from Detroit They missed me in New Jersey Though things got pretty tight. Caught my scent in Richmond At the Hotel Savoy But I got out the laundry shute And went to Chicago, Illinois. I'm the Last of the Independants Yeah, they're searching coast to coast Only I know where we hid the loot Eleven years ago. I caught the Red-Eye at midnight In the nick of time On the seven four seven We soon were high and wide. The moon was laughing at me like it did not have a care But I just smiled right… |