Runnin' from the CIA - Sloppy Seconds

I’m tired of runnin' form the CIA,

tired of runnin' from the CIA,

tired of runnin' from the CIA

And I’m goin' down for a suicide ride,

and ain’t nobody gonna take me alive

Because I got no time to run about,

the wind is high and the sun is out today

I’m tired of runnin' form the CIA,

tired of runnin' from the CIA,

tired of runnin' from the CIA

And I’m hanging out at the local «Y»,

because Secret Service and the FBI

The KGB and the IRS,

have all got my home address so

I’m tired of runnin' form the CIA,

tired of runnin' from the CIA,

tired of runnin' from the CIA

And the only girl I ever loved was kidnapped,

beaten, raped and drugged

And Mars needs women, but Mars can wait,

cause I ain’t going to masturbate no way

I’m tired of runnin' form the CIA,

tired of runnin' from the CIA,

tired of runnin' from the CIA