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Mark Walton - Dangerous Hearts Lyrics



Mark Walton - Dangerous Hearts Lyrics
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Frankie Malone, the prince of schemes
Ruby Fontaine, his gal with dreams
They'll reel you in
Charm and sin
Cock o' the walk, the Chicago scene
Dangerous hearts, growing in fame,
Fortune is calling, calling their name.
Met one night in a smoky dive
Ruby's charm kept Frank alive
He tipped his hat
She winked right back
A deep love found and set to thrive
Ran their rackets, fire and flair
No con too tough, no heist too rare
With gats in hand
They'd make their stand
Chasing scratch without a care
Set their sights on the biggest score
A vault of gold, a bolted door
With nerves of steel
They broke the seal
Took the cabbage, wanted more.
Dangerous hearts, growing in fame
Fortune is calling, calling their name
The sirens wailed, a trap was set
A line of bulls, their match was met
Roscoes fired
Their luck expired
In the crossfire, their fate was set
The dust had cleared, but none were found
No stiffs were left upon the ground
They vanished clean
They skipped that scene
Rumor says they're still around
Dangerous hearts, growing in fame,
Fortune is calling, calling their name.
They say that they're out there, living in style
Still tips his lid, still makes her smile
They're planning a score
They're going to need more
Biding their time, just for a while
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Frankie Malone, the prince of schemes
Ruby Fontaine, his gal with dreams
They'll reel you in
Charm and sin
Cock o' the walk, the Chicago scene
Dangerous hearts, growing in fame,
Fortune is calling, calling their name.
Met one night in a smoky dive
Ruby's charm kept Frank alive
He tipped his hat
She winked right back
A deep love found and set to thrive
Ran their rackets, fire and flair
No con too tough, no heist too rare
With gats in hand
They'd make their stand
Chasing scratch without a care
Set their sights on the biggest score
A vault of gold, a bolted door
With nerves of steel
They broke the seal
Took the cabbage, wanted more.
Dangerous hearts, growing in fame
Fortune is calling, calling their name
The sirens wailed, a trap was set
A line of bulls, their match was met
Roscoes fired
Their luck expired
In the crossfire, their fate was set
The dust had cleared, but none were found
No stiffs were left upon the ground
They vanished clean
They skipped that scene
Rumor says they're still around
Dangerous hearts, growing in fame,
Fortune is calling, calling their name.
They say that they're out there, living in style
Still tips his lid, still makes her smile
They're planning a score
They're going to need more
Biding their time, just for a while
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Writer: Mark Walton
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Language: English
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