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The Hostage - Donna Summer
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The Hostage Donna Summer

The Hostage - Donna Summer
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
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