| I still remember the whole affair, but I don’t go for nothing like that
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| After it’s over, what gets you there?
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| Do you still hang around with that cat?
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| Who told you lies? |
| Fogged up those innocent eyes
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| Blessed you with death in disguise
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| Guess you were bloodied but
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| That’s how you live, now it’s your turn to give
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| No, I do not believe that you really care
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| You got no place for wearing your hat
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| Over by dewey you met the man, and he blew you away in a flash
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| Seems someone set you up and when he ran
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| You were left holding onto the stash, you bought the farm
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| Dead with your head on your arm, I knew he’d do you some harm
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| Why did you try to be, like all the thieves, that you see on TV?
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| You were bound and determined to make your stand
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| But you couldn’t come up with the cash
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| Fagenson looked out of his windo
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| And he could not believe what he saw
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| Calvin thinking he was bobby fuller
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| Squealing and swinging, Don swore he was singing
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| A verse or two of I fought the law
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| Yours was the hungriest mouth to feed
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| But it just wasn’t meant to be fed
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| Six shots of shelter is what you need
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| But you got seven ounces of lead, it’s not so nice
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| After they put you on ice, I see no virtue in Vice
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| This time you blew it, but next time around
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| When you breeze into town
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| Ust remember they’re watching so keep your hands
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| Both securely on top of your head |