So you think you're gonna lay down baby
And you're workin' on your alibi
You had a visit from the white shirts baby
And you wanna be a stand up guy
But you're never gonna sit for no one
Red beans and denim blue
You heard the one about the third time lucky
Did you think that we were talkin to you?
Get your head down
And keep your eyes open
You better think about the thrill of the chase
When your miles away
Eddie goes underground
And digs himself a deep one
That boy's swallowed up without a trace
Is what the papers say
I heard you had a little trouble up
In Stanislaus County with that Girl
The one you didn't ask about her age
You thought that you could straighten it out with money
Like a man of the world
But they're looking for you Eddie,
Boy, they're sweepin' out your cage
Eddie goes underground
And digs himself a deep one
That boy's swallowed up without a trace
Is what the papers say
And you know it's all a misunderstanding
But you know the way that they are
Bon voyage, happy landing
You'll be windin' up your business
While your gassin' up your car
Eddie goes underground
I know you had a last time and a time before that
Now you got it all figured out
You're gonna get them off your back
Eddie, get your head down
And keep your eyes open
You better think about the thrill of the chase
When your miles away
Eddie goes underground
And digs himself a deep one
That boy's swallowed up without a trace
Is what the papers say
Eddie goes underground
Eddie digs a deep one
Eddie's swallowed up without a trace
Is what the papers say
Eddie goes underground
Writer(s): Tony Carey
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