Dodging Bullets Songtext
von Mickey Avalon

Been dodging bullets, losing sleep
Getting by, the skin of my teeth
Say what you wanna ′cause talk is cheap, ya
Better run like hell, here comes the police

I know a little lady whose dad was shady
And beat and bullied after, she ran away
She never knew anything but a, a cold world
So on pipe or on the pole she was daddy's little girl
Dancin′ for a dollar, she's a naughty daughter
Tryin' to find a far away place from her father
This was her only concept of peace
In the VIP room givin′ out handies

Been dodging bullets, losing sleep (losing sleep)
Getting by, the skin on my teeth
Say what you wanna ′cause talk is cheap
Better run like hell, here comes the police


Been dodging bullets, losing sleep (losing sleep)
Getting by, the skin on my teeth
Say what you wanna 'cause talk is cheap
Better run like hell, here comes the police

Little man with the gun in his hands
Pull back and pop, makin′ drug dealers dance
I'll take all the narcotics and all the bands
I′ll use half of the stash and sell the rest to make ends meet
Like nothing can kill me
He wasn't raised by his mum, he was raised by the streets
Product of his environment
Try and shoot me down, but I keep flying, man

Been dodging bullets, losing sleep (losing sleep)
Getting by, the skin on my teeth
Say what you wanna ′cause talk is cheap
Better run like hell, here comes the police

Been dodging bullets, losing sleep (losing sleep)
Getting by, the skin on my teeth
Say what you wanna 'cause talk is cheap
Better run like hell, here comes the police

Run like hell, here comes the police
Run like hell, here comes Mickey


Shot him in the back while he's walkin′ the track
And it wasn′t 'bout the money, just a funny way to act
Trade his whistle for a pistol, flash his badge for vag
And a box of peanut butter, sink your teeth in that
′Cause this little piggy ate roast beef
And this little piggy got none (got none)
And this little piggy woo-ooh-ooh all the way home

Been dodging bullets, losing sleep (losing sleep)
Getting by, the skin on my teeth
Say what you wanna 'cause talk is cheap
Better run like hell, here comes the police

Been dodging bullets, losing slee (losing sleep)
Getting by, the skin on my teeth
Say what you wanna ′cause talk is cheap
Better run like hell, here comes the police

Run like hell, here comes the police
Run like hell, here comes the police