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Witchjumper - Cops and Robbers Lyrics



Witchjumper - Cops and Robbers Lyrics




Playing cops and robbers with
Guns we made out of sticks
We must have made a million dollars
Before our parents hauled us in to eat
If I wanted more than a partner in crime I
Knew what I had to do
I'd have to move fast and be smooth
Before another boy caught her eye

After dinner I said lets meet
To plan another heist
The only thing I planned to steal though
Was a kiss goodnight
Fear has stopped me so many times
From doing things I wish I'd done
But when I was ten that summer's end
I was a superman of love

The sun was going down
My heartbeat quickened so
As I moved in and planted a kiss on
My favorite outlaw girl
Playing cops and robbers with
Guns we made out of sticks
We were young criminals
With hearts still dressed in innocence
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Playing cops and robbers with
Guns we made out of sticks
We must have made a million dollars
Before our parents hauled us in to eat
If I wanted more than a partner in crime I
Knew what I had to do
I'd have to move fast and be smooth
Before another boy caught her eye

After dinner I said lets meet
To plan another heist
The only thing I planned to steal though
Was a kiss goodnight
Fear has stopped me so many times
From doing things I wish I'd done
But when I was ten that summer's end
I was a superman of love

The sun was going down
My heartbeat quickened so
As I moved in and planted a kiss on
My favorite outlaw girl
Playing cops and robbers with
Guns we made out of sticks
We were young criminals
With hearts still dressed in innocence
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Writer: Ross Lytle
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