Lyrics
A story song I wrote about a weird dream I had with some lady bank robber and detectives and it ended up in a song.
What a crime, she don't care
She got 99 days 'til they give her the chair
She got 99 heartaches hangin on her porch
She got a medal of honor, of course
She was on the phone, when she robbed the bank,
about the birthday party and who to thank,
a lot of people got shot that day
she couldn't help it if she got away
and the waitress pours the coffee
and she whispers in my ear
you got a fast car
get me outta here............
Detective Jimi was on the scene
cause he saw her face in the magazine
She's the dangerous kind cute and insane,
the way cut out your heart
put those Mayas to shame.
She took the train, boys, right to the coast
and left behind 99 Hollywood ghost.
And the waitress pours the coffee
and she whispers in my ear,
You got a fast car, get me outta here
They caught up with her down at the beach,
Pina-Colata just outta reach
And detective Jimi he's a man with a reason
and the thing becomes the event of the season
And the waitress pours the coffee
and whispers in my ear,
you got a fast car
get me outta here