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Last night, night before, |
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twenty-four robbers came to my door. |
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Opened the door and let them in, |
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I hit 'em in the head with a bottle of gin |
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Just can't, understand, |
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twenty-four robbers fighting one man. |
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One of them took the silverware, |
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it wasn't very good, so I really don't care. |
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I'm gonna warn you (warn you) |
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I'll tell you what to do (what to do) |
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You'd better lock your door (lock your door) |
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Cause the robbermen might come back again |
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I can't sleep, anymore, |
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put a big chair right by my front door. |
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Got a shotgun and stood it there, |
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to keep the robbers out of my hair. |
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Hit the road <unintelligible>! |
