<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=64092" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hostage</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lady: hallo<br>Kidnapper:<br>Lady weve just kidnapped your husband<br>Have $800,000 ready by tomorrow night<br>And lady no police<br>Or youll never see your husband alive again<br>Lady: hallo<br>I remember standing there so petrified<br>My hand frozen to the phone<br>As a strangers words that caught in my ears<br>And chilled me to the bone<br>Some dark tragedy had come right home to me<br>Theyd kidnapped my man and his life was in their hands<br>He was a hostage, a hostage<br>His life was at the mercy of their hands<br>He was a hostage, a hostage<br>His life depending on their gold demands<br>Lady: hallo<br>Kidnapper:<br>Lady, heres your husband through<br>To warn not to play any games<br>Husband:<br>Hi honey listen Im okay<br>Just make sure you do whatever they tell you<br>And whatever you do dont go to the police!<br>Well I couldnt raise that kinda money fast<br>So I was left no other choice<br>So I called the police and they came in fast<br>Saying leave it up to us<br>Just do as they told<br>The ransoms in this bag<br>Well watch over you<br>And well have your husband back too<br>He was a hostage, a hostage<br>His life was at the mercy of their hands<br>He was a hostage, a hostage<br>His life depending on their gold demands<br>Lady: hallo<br>Kidnapper:<br>Listen very carefully lady<br>Drive out to the abandoned shack on highway 16<br>Throw the package of money out the window and keep driving<br>And remember lady no police!<br>Well my heart was heavy as I made that drive<br>I was sure something was wrong<br>I soon found the shack<br>I threw out the bag and I just kept driving on<br>Then the shots rang out and turned my car about<br>On the ground one lay but the other had gotten away<br>He was a hostage, a hostage<br>His life was at the mercy of their hands<br>He was a hostage, a hostage<br>His life depending on their gold demands<br>Lady:<br>Well they found my husband a few days later<br>Yes, the funerals tomorrow</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Donna Summer - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=64092" data-title="The Hostage" data-description="Lady: hallo Kidnapper: Lady weve just kidnapped your husband Have $800,000 ready by tomorrow night And lady no police Or youll never see your husband alive again Lady: hallo I remember standing there so petrified My hand frozen to the phone As a s..."></div> </div> </div>

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