| The mobs in town
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| And the guns are out
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| And Louie knows what it’s all about
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| He’s gunning down the cops with machine-gun tops
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| Moving in a black sedan
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| A stickup worth a hundred grand
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| Headline sensation:
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| «A Payroll Grab in the Union Station»
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| Now there’s no lights on the Christmas tree mother
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| They’re burning Big Louie tonight
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| There’s no electricity mother
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| They’re burning Big Louie tonight
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| Across the state the bandits fly
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| Victims scream, gangsters die
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| And sirens in the night and armoured cars and dynamite
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| Now Peter is on the mob
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| And the FBI is on the job
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| And now the headlines say:
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| «Louie Bannassas On Trial Today»
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| Now there’s no lights on the Christmas tree mother
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| They’re burning Big Louie tonight
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| There’s no electricity mother
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| They’re burning Big Louie tonight
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| But they got him in the final chase
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| Louie was running in a loser’s race
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| And on the day his case begun
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| He was Public Enemy Number One
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| And the jury’s back, they all agree
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| It’s murder in the first degree
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| Tie him down and shave his hair
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| Cause tonight Big Louie’s gonna get the chair |
| Now there’s no lights on the Christmas tree mother
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| They’re burning Big Louie tonight
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| There’s no electricity mother
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| They’re burning Big Louie tonight
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| The baby’s crying
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| They’re burning Big Louie tonight
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| They’re gonna fry him
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| They’re burning Big Louie tonight |