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I spy for the F-B-I (I spy for the F-B-I) I spy for the F-B-I (I spy for the F-B-I) I got an x-ray camera hidden in your house That sees what
Here we go F.B.I. Here we go F.B.I. Here we go, here we go, yo don´t you know, you gotta get ack to know Here we go, here we go, yo don´t you
Holy Christ bat an eye Dumbfuck out of line don't pull that shit with me F.B.I. Quicker than suicide Your clock?s run out of time Your breath
Like a Rolling Stone Like a Rolling Stone I like a Rolling Stone Like the F.B.I. And the C.I.A. And the B.B.C B.B. King And Doris Day
a-where you told an f-I-be (Rock!) Well now givin' me that sweet talk A-changed my mind 'Cause I just found you out in the nick of time You told me that
and Yeah-eeh, yeah-eeh, yeah-eeh, yeah yeah My best friend's brother is the one for me B-F-B, B-F-B My best friend's brother, my best friend's brother I
Gonna call out the army, gonna call out the navy Gonna call out the cavalry Pray on high, call the F.B.I. Find my baby for me Get all
can't stand to look at you Stop chasing me all over the place And get your fucking F.B. out of my face ** You may be the only chance I've got But I think
Calling captain autumn When will I die When can I cry F.B.G. my T.B.E. Give a little dream, quarantine What a great film What a great weather style
Pre>intro as in verse Verse Be a a e f# Take your money and take your time Be a a e f# You already taken mine I bet your wondering how it's gone
D-a-e-be-d-a-e D-e-f#m-be D-e-f#m-be-d-e F#m-e-d-a-be-e D-e-f#m-be (ending:d-e-f#m) My life is totally boring without you around These days, they
son home Verse 3: E F#m A E I taught him to fish and I taught him to be strong F#m A E I taught him that killing any man was wrong G#m A E But
Pre>c# be f# c# (twice) C# be f# c# I believe every man has a chance to make good I'm convinced that this is so C# be f# c# Equal opportunity for
the world in chains Desperate players in a deadly game Kidnapped victims on a hijacked plane Crimewave Crimewave Ten most-wanted by the F.B.I. Hit
They're gonna tear down the grand old opry
F#m B
They're gonna tear down the sound that goes
Second verse minus the passing chords Hey hey yeah la la la la Oh oh la la la la la la la la la la.la la E / F#m7 / B/ A E F#m7 be A be E You got
â?? Music by DONOVAN LEITCH) Guitar : F-see F-see Em/b F-see Em/B-D7-G G7-see F-see F-see Em/B-D7-see
Mo, mo, mo, mo, money on my mind (yeah) Money on my mind (f*** b****es, f*** b****es, f*** b****es) Money on my mind Mo, mo, money on my mind
Sittin' after supper Watched the f.b.i. Asked for the cigarette I got no reply Then you dropped your culottes Revealing rubber underpants Sweat
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Angel that you are
G#m
You still remember summer walks
F#m B E
And quiet talks we had
Daddy's Alabama bound Big Daddy's Alabama bound Police is searchin' but he can't be found Big Daddy's Alabama bound Highway patrol and the F.B.I. Is
Often I think this sad, old world
Em Am/F# B7
Is whis - tl - ing in the dark;
B7 B7/6 Cdim B7
Just like
always hiding I've looked everywhere I'm forever blowing bubbles Pretty bubbles in the air I'm f-f-forever be-be-blowing bubbles Pretty bubbles in
E G#m Sometime's I feel that the world isn't mine C#m F B It feeds on my hunger and tears
all detectives Calling F.B.I. You can say what you want The evidence never lie Calling all detectives Calling C.S.I. You can say what you want