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Myzsterious Mizster Jones

With a snake tattoo going down his arm —
The myzsterious Mizster Jones
Well
He’s the living proof of eternal youth
Got an icecold diamond in his tooth
And the walls will tumble when he hits the roof —
The myzsterious Mizster Jones
Oh
What’s good for him is bad for me
Oh
It’s hard to break a myzstery
A double dealing hero
To bring you down to zero
His origins unkown and he ain’t got no home —
The myzsterious Mizster Jones
He’s into shooting stars
Eccentric cars
Grew up fussing
Fighting in the bars
All he’s got to show for it’s the battle scars —
The myzsterious Mizster Jones
Oh
What’s good for him is bad for me
Whatever makes him tick
Go take your pick
With a five line rhyming limerick
Is it his silver tongue?
Well
Maybe that’s the trick
Of the myzsterious Mizster Jones
Oh
What’s good for him is bad for me
The myzsterious Mizster Jones — the myzsterious MizsterJones