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Donna Summer Lyrics for Song: The Hostage
 Lyrics for Album: Greatest Hits [1977]
 
 
 
 32096>Lady: Hallo
 
 
 
 Kidnapper:
 
 Lady we've just kidnapped your husband
 
 have $800,000 ready by tomorrow night
 
 and lady no police
 
 or you'll never see your husband alive again
 
 
 
 Lady: Hallo
 
 
 
 I remember standing there so petrified
 
 my hand frozen to the phone
 
 as a stranger's words that caught in my ears
 
 and chilled me to the bone
 
 some dark tragedy had come right home to me
 
 they'd kidnapped my man and his life was in their hands
 
 
 
 He was a hostage, a hostage
 
 his life was at the mercy of their hands
 
 he was a hostage, a hostage
 
 his life depending on their gold demands
 
 
 
 Lady: Hallo
 
 
 
 Kidnapper:
 
 Lady, here's your husband through
 
 to warn not to play any games
 
 
 
 Husband:
 
 Hi Honey listen I'm okay
 
 just make sure you do whatever they tell you
 
 and whatever you do don't go to the police!
 
 
 
 Well I couldn't raise that kinda money fast
 
 so I was left no other choice
 
 so I called the police and they came in fast
 
 saying ";leave it up to us
 
 just do as they told
 
 the ransom's in this bag
 
 we'll watch over you
 
 and we'll have your husband back too";
 
 
 
 He was a hostage, a hostage
 
 his life was at the mercy of their hands
 
 he was a hostage, a hostage
 
 his life depending on their gold demands
 
 
 
 Lady: Hallo
 
 
 
 Kidnapper:
 
 Listen very carefully lady
 
 drive out to the abandoned shack on Highway 16
 
 throw the package of money out the window and keep driving
 
 and remember lady no police!
 
 
 
 Well my heart was heavy as I made that drive
 
 I was sure something was wrong
 
 I soon found the shack
 
 I threw out the bag and I just kept driving on
 
 then the shots rang out and turned my car about
 
 on the ground one lay but the other had gotten away
 
 
 
 He was a hostage, a hostage
 
 his life was at the mercy of their hands
 
 he was a hostage, a hostage
 
 his life depending on their gold demands
 
 
 
 Lady:
 
 Well they found my husband a few days later
 
 Yes, the funeral's tomorrow.
 
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| Album Lyrics: Greatest Hits [1977] |  
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  Donna Summer
 "Greatest Hits [1977]"
 
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