They got me in Chicago   They used an old friend   To give the hug   My heart sped up   When I felt his pulse   It was beating like a cop   He said quit acting so tough   With your one-armed man stuff   I've got love to give to my fugitive   Quit acting so tough with   Your one-armed man stuff   I've got love to give to my fugitive   He said it looks like you're crying   I said I can't believe your lying   He said it looks like you're dying      You informing rat fink I could kill you now   Now I am no longer innocent