[Organ/guitar riff] Last night I went to the Coronado I bought my ticket and I found my seat It was a new adventure straight from Hollywood Light's went down, as I turned the heat They went here from the final scene Burning rubber, spilling gasoline As the credits rolled away They were still chasing, the man who got away Well, every nightfall, weeks and weeks now I beat the traffic, I beat the heat now For two hours I couldn't believe now The man who got away was me I went here from the final scene Burning rubber, spilling gasoline As the credits rolled away They were still chasing the man who got away [Organ Solo] Drove into Stockton, my radio went dead That's when I heard what the newsman said He said, "armed robbery on the ten-hundred block" There was two men involved and one man shot And one was accomplice, made the payday With a 45 he blew the cashier away, way Last seen headed on the state highway Driving a late model Chevrolet I went screaming from the final scene In a hail of bullets and flaming and gasoline As the credits rolled away They were still chasing the man who got away, man that got away, man that got away, man that got away -repeat and fade