Rough Detective

You're an unusual suspect now admit it right The kind old men cannot recollect or forget at night You're the rough detective with the smokey eye Where the person you are after is the other guy The apprentice is the master and the cop's a clown You hear me laughing in the background Don't make me run, baby; Don't make me run, ah ow! Don't make me run, baby; Don't make me run, ah, ow! Well, I'll make you retell your story now just to trip you up This mirror is reflective only if you're tired Your instinct is defective, but your crook's on fire I got no perspective when I'm tricking a liar, now You're so surprised, you're hypnotized, it's just so odd Well, I'm a rough detective on a glory ride You keep going faster so I slow down You hear me laughing in the background Don't make me run, baby; Don't make me run, ah ow! Don't make me run, baby; Don't make me run, ah, ow! Aaaaaah! What's happening? What's happening? Well Ah ah ah ah ah ah... I can't hold it any longer I can't hold it anymore She looked right at me and laughed; is she laughing? She looked right at me, is she laughing at me? Don't make me run Is she laughing at me?