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 Dirty Harry lyrics
 
 I need a gun  keep myself from harm
 The poor people  burning in the sun
 But they  got a chance
  ain't got a chance
 I need a 
 Cos all  do is dance
 Cos all  do is dance
 
 I need a gun to keep  from harm
 The poor  are burning in the sun
 No,  ain't got a chance
 They  got a chance
 I  a gun
  all I do is dance
 Cos all I do is 
 
 In my backpack
 I  my act right
 In case you act  difficult
 And your  so weaken
 With anger and 
 Some are seeking and searching  me, moi
 
 I'm  peace-loving decoy
 Ready for retaliation
 I change the whole occasion  a pine box six-under
 Impulsive don't ask wild 
 Orders given to  is:
 strike  I'm thunder
 with lightning fast reflexes on  alert
 from  constant hurt that seems limitless
 with no dropping 
 
 Seems like everybody's  to test ya
 'til they see your 
 They can't  the hate
 That consumes you
 I'm the reason why you  your soosa
 
 Chill with your old lady at the 
  got a 90 days digit
 And I'm  with guilt
 From things that I've 
  water's from a bottle
  from a canteen
 
  night I hear the shots
 Ring so I'm  light sleeper
 The  of life,
 it seems to get 
 out  the desert
 with my street 
  war is over
 So said the speaker with the flight  on
 Maybe to him  just a pawn
 So he can 
 Remember when I used to 
 Man, all I want to do  dance
 
 (Dance!)
 (Dance!)
 (Dance!)
 
 I need a gun to  myself from harm