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letra de kidnap - sparks

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[chorus 1]
kidnap
kidnap
somebody’s son

kidnap
kidnap
counting on every one

[verse 1]
on a smoggy day, just like today;
but several years ago;

i had walked until i realised there wasn’t nowhere to go;
when this pontiac [?] pulled up to my side;

“sunny boy, wanna ride?”

they didn’t wait for my reply

[pre-chorus 1]
“grab him, grab him, that’s the kid. bring him back to see big sid.”

and i knew right then, this wasn’t a game;
if it was; it was… in very bad taste

[chorus 2]
kidnap
kidnap
somebody’s son

kidnap
kidnap
going along for the ride

[verse 2]
well, they took me to a hideout in an old, dry cleaning plant;
and they sat my down and gagged me with a pair of underpants

i was scared i must admit, but, the worst was yet to come;
when big sid yelled out, “you got the wrong man’s son!”

[pre-chorus 2]
“what do we do with him? what do we do?”
and big sid told them what to do;

send that ransom note post-haste;
to the president of the united states

[chorus 1]
kidnap
kidnap
somebody’s son

kidnap
kidnap
counting on every one

[pre-chorus 3]
in every city headline news;
what, what, what, will the president do?

and i realised my fate was in…
the hands of every american

[chorus 1]
kidnap
kidnap
somebody’s son

kidnap
kidnap
counting on every one

[chorus 1]
kidnap
kidnap
somebody’s son

kidnap
kidnap
counting on every one

[verse 3]
well, the president reported to the nation that night;
how everyone should give a little to get him back alive

i was everybody’s kid in a funny sort of way;
it was democracy in action; i saw that day

[pre-chorus 4]
send us a dollar
send us a dime
deduct it all come april time

and the ransom poured in dollars and dimes
the trade was made… and i felt fine

[chorus 4]
kidnap
kidnap
somebody’s son

kidnap
kidnap
maybe we’re finally done

[verse 4]
if you think that’s all there is buddy, you’d be wrong;
they never caught big sid, or any of his throng

and i’m no fool; once a year i give big sid a call
and they kidnap me again; only now we split the haul

[outro]
when someone wants to know what i’ll do with my life;
i’ll just tell them (i just will tell them)
i’ll tell them (i just will tell them);
i’ll get by
i’ll get by
i’ll get by (kidnap, kidnap, somebody’s son)

- sparks

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