I'm going to get those laws made I'm going to get those laws, she wrote And you can say you're sorry Oh, it's a little too late, I'm afraid Yeah Oh here we go now They call me Pretty Boy Floyd Aw yeah They try to wash their hands off And put me down for every sting And I don't need to no star baby I'm only dead on the loft anyway You can run, you can fight But you can't hide Oh you can't hide They call me Pretty Boy Floyd Now when you get to the bottom bail They wanna see you plea for the stairs They're gonna take you for every cent They're gonna bleed you dry, my friend You can run, you can fight You can run, you can fight You can run, you can fight Oh, but you can't hide Yeah you can't hide, you can't hide (No you can't hide) You can't hide, you can't hide Oh yeah Oh hold it Pretty Boy Floyd While they carry me off Lord nobody knows While they carry me off Save your sorry soul While they carry me off Lord nobody knows While they carry me off Lord nobody knows, oh yeah (Woo hoo) They call me Pretty Boy Floyd You can't hide, you can't hide (No you can hide) You can't hide, you can't hide Oh yeah Oh yeah you can't hide They call me Pretty Boy Floyd