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A hungry feeling came o'er me stealing |
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And the mice were squealing in my prison cell |
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And the old triangle went jingle jangle |
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All along the banks of the royal canal |
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To begin the morning the screw was bawling"Get up, ya bowsie, and clean up your cell" |
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And the old triangle went jingle jangle |
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All along the banks of the royal canal |
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The screw was peeping, |
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Humpy Gussy was sleeping |
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As I lay there dreaming of my girl, |
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SalAnd the old triangle went jingle jangle |
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All along the banks of the royal canal |
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Up in the female prison there are seventy-five women |
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And 'tis among them |
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I wish I did dwell |
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Then the old triangle could go jingle jangle |
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All along the banks of the royal canal |
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All along the banks of the royal canal1 |
