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It's getting dark and cold and the snow is coming down
The lights are fading in my home town
Let's have another drink to keep us out of the cold
And everything we touch; you'll turn to gold

Cause baby I just wanna spend my time with you
(x2)

In this 747 and the perfect crime
Gonna leave those shores for the very last time
With bags full of money we are never gonna come back again
And there are cracks and holes in the Cayman sunshine
Hurry up, honey, we're the last in line
They're never gonna find us and we're never gonna come back again

Well meet by street lights in the wrong part of town
Time to take our work back underground
Let's have a cigarette before the show begins
Let's pray the gods forgive us for our sins

Cause baby I just wanna spend my time with you
(x2)

In this 747 and the perfect crime
Gonna leave those shores for the very last time
With bags full of money we are never gonna come back again
And there are cracks and holes in the Cayman sunshine
Hurry up honey we're the last in line
They're never gonna find us and we're never gonna come back again
(x2)
It's getting dark and cold and the snow is coming down   The lights are fading in my home town   Let's have another drink to keep us out of the cold   And everything we touch; you'll turn to gold      Cause baby I just wanna spend my time with you    (x2)      In this 747 and the perfect crime   Gonna leave those shores for the very last time   With bags full of money we are never gonna come back again   And there are cracks and holes in the Cayman sunshine   Hurry up, honey, we're the last in line   They're never gonna find us and we're never gonna come back again      Well meet by street lights in the wrong part of town   Time to take our work back underground   Let's have a cigarette before the show begins   Let's pray the gods forgive us for our sins      Cause baby I just wanna spend my time with you    (x2)      In this 747 and the perfect crime   Gonna leave those shores for the very last time   With bags full of money we are never gonna come back again   And there are cracks and holes in the Cayman sunshine   Hurry up honey we're the last in line   They're never gonna find us and we're never gonna come back again    (x2)