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my daddy was a bankrobber |
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but he never hurt nobody |
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he just loved to live that way |
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and he loved to steal your money |
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some is rich, and some is poor |
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that's the way the world is |
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but i don't believe in lying back |
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sayin' how bad your luck is |
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so we came to jazz it up |
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we never loved a shovel |
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break your back to earn your pay |
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an' don't forget to grovel |
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the old man spoke up in a bar |
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said i never been in prison |
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a lifetime serving one machine |
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is ten times worse than prison |
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imagine if all the boys in jail |
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could get out now together |
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whadda you think they'd want to say to us? |
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while we was being clever |
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someday you'll meet your rocking chair |
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cos that's where we're spinning |
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there's no point to wanna comb your hair |
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when it's grey and thinning |
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run rabbit run |
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strike out boys, for the hills |
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i can find that hole in the wall |
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and i know that they never will |
