We're doin' good hard time, baby
For the job we did a year ago
We were so flat caught, my sugar
The only who were in the know
They shook us down, they kicked us in
They locked us up, threw that key out
And now we're doing' good hard time, baby
And that's why I wanna hear you shout -
Don't let me out
Don't let me out
Jailer Jailer Jailer Jailer Jailer
Jailer Jailer Jailer
Don't let me out
I don't want parole
I don't want to go on leave
There ain't no bars but we're in block
I don't care if I never pick another lock
'Coz I want us to go straight, darlin'
Want us to go right
Want us to go drivin'
On a long cool summer night
Right from this room
Right from this windowless cage
Like I said there are no bars
We might be in prison
But damn it I found Mars
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