Listen, listen
 Was that a bird call or was it a signal? 
 In the middle distance 
 I think it's Dignan and he's springing me out
 Out on the lam, we'll stick to the plan
 No room for manoeuvre 
 Play by the book and change how we look 
 And keep our heads down
 Still waiting for one big score 
 On [bad word] from Johnny Law
 And this ain't no trip to Cleveland 
 That's for sure
 Oncе more, encore
 My constitution suits this life of an outlaw
 Racing, racing
 We might be fugitives, but nobody's chasing
 Out in the clear, it's safe when you're near
 Your cool is contagious
 Pour one for me, that sweet daiquiri
 Goes down like a dream
 Still waiting for one big score 
 On [bad word] from Johnny Law
 And this ain't no trip to Cleveland 
 That's for sure
 Our luck may be out and the money spent
 But no-one's gonna touch us, cos we're innocent
 Still waiting for one big score 
 On [bad word] from Johnny Law
 And this ain't no trip to Cleveland 
 That's for sure (x2)