handsome stranger
 Gave me a ride
 He had a suitcase full of lies
 That he sold me

I sensed no danger
 When I was there right by his side
 He said [bad word] him to confide
 So he told me

Take this car
 And drive downstate
 Then take off the licence plates
 And wait for me

I could have argued
 But he said for my trouble I could keep
 Half the money in the bag on the back seat
 At least, that's what he told me

And he said he thought I looked [bad word] 
 And I must admit that the thrill of it all got the better of me
 So I drove down the highway with great speed
 Until they resounded behind me

Sirens! The police

They pull me over to the side of the road
 And tell me that the car was stolen, that's why I was followed
 I try to tell them I was only doing what I was told
 But no, they won't listen to me

They cuff my hands and say
 'Now girl, the money, where did you hide it?'
 Then I know without even checking the bag
 That there's no money inside it
 But when they read my rights
 I know that it's no use
 Saying, 'I'm not lying'
 No, please let me go
 Please listen to me
 I am not guilty
 handsome stranger tricked me
 Why did he have to hand-pick me?

He told me to take this car
 And drive downstate
 Then to take off the licence plates
 And wait there for him

But of course they don't believe me
 So from there they drive me back to the station
 And after I've been booked they began a three-day interrogation
 I barely ate, I only slept an hour
 But somehow I stayed patient and calm
 They did me no harm

But the bag was the key to this mystery
 He bought it the very same day that he
 Robbed that bank upstate and then picked me
 To be his fall guy patsy

Five years later
 When I'd almost forgotten that nightmarish day
 I was [bad word] by the handsome features of a stranger across the way
 As he got out of a car, with a girl behind the wheel, and I heard him say

Take this car
 And drive downstate
 Then take off the licence plates
 And wait for me