You got a criminal mind, you got criminal looks

Boy you better look out, you're gonna get hooked

Don't you ever feel guilty when you come up short

Man you better be careful, you're gonna get caught



'Cause you're the criminal kind, you're the criminal kind

Man what you gonna do? Where you gonna hide?

They're callin' you a sickness, disease of the mind

Man what you go nna do? You're the criminal kind



Don't you ever get tired? Don't you ever wanna quit?

Yeah it's been a long time, and you still don't fit

Dog tags on the mirror, hangin' down from a chain

Give up little sister, this ain't gonna change



'Cause you're the criminal kind, you're the criminal kind

Man what you gonna do? Where you gonna hide?

They're callin' you a sickness, disease of the mind

Man what you gonna do? You're the criminal kind



Yeah, and that little girl you used to know

Just don't come around no more

Now she ain't there to watch the door

She don't wanna die in no liquor store

I hope they all made money, I hope they all get rich

Yeah, I hope they give hell, to every son of a bitc h

That put a man on the carpet

Or struck him out on the line

Whoever let him get a taste of the criminal life



'Cause you're the criminal kind, you're the criminal kind

Man what you gonna do? Where you gonna hide?

They're calli n' you a sickness, disease of the mind

Man what you gonna do? You're the criminal kind