(Get down! Get down!)
The second of april 1998 was when they came and took him away
It was raining hard, secret service men were standing in the yard
She wiped the tears from her eyes, she knew this day would come
The sunday paper was scattered on the floor near where the FBI had kicked in their door
He was gone without a single kiss goodbye, they'd finally caught up with her international spy
(Get down! Get down! Get-t-t down! Get down! Get-t-t down! Get down!)