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  1. APB

From the album Motel Americana

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Lyrics

Jeffy came over late last night
Said “I gotta get out of sight.”
I said “Why? What’s there to see?”
Jeff said “Man, there’s an APB.”
There's an APB, there’s an APB
Jeff said “Man, there’s an APB.”

So I grabbed a case and headed down the stairs
To the basement room, “You’ll be safe down there.
Just lay low and I’ll look around,
Cause Jeff you’re better off underground.”
So I headed down to Grant’s Loan and Pawn
Figured he’d know what’s going on
He said “I saw the blues down by the lake.
What did Jeffy go and do with that .38?”
There's an APB, there’s an APB
Look out Jeffy, there’s an APB

So I hit The Well to grab a beer or two
Try and figure out just what to do
Everyone was wondering where he’d go
I knew too much is what I was told
I was shooting my mouth off when the cops walked in
Turns out harboring a fugitive is a sin
Later that night they took me home
But Jeffy didn’t know that I wasn’t alone

There's an APB, there’s an APB
Look out Jeffy, there’s an APB

Well I’m sorry Jeff, I didn’t mean to tell
Had a bit too much down at The Well
And I guess I’ll see you in seven to ten.
If you get out early, I’ll see you then
There's an APB, there’s an APB
Sorry Jeff, there was an APB