| It was the 14th day of winter and
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| the clouds were getting dense
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| I met a girl in a snooker hall
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| and she asked me for 10 pence
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| she said she
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| had to make a phone call
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| to get hold of her man
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| when she asked me what I did
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| I said as little as I can
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| uh-huh
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| You’re just who I’ve been looking for
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| a partner to my crime
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| I got this little caper
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| I’ve been planning for sometime
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| Its all up for the taking
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| but it’ll need two pairs of hands
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| just take a look through this scrap book
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| and I’m sure you’ll understand
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| uh-huh
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| It never stops amazing me
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| the things we do for currency
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| But I promise I will change my ways
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| If I get out of this alive
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| Well its quite some undertaking
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| but its not a game I play
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| she said its too late for that
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| you’ve seen my plans
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| I can’t let you get away
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| with that she whipped out a 45
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| and she led me to the car
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| a hundred miles an hour in a stolen TVR
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| uh-huh
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| Well in half an hour we’d left the bank
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| and in an hour we made the coast
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| I cracked open a bottle and
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| proposed ourselves a toast
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| I said well
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| heres to strangers thick as theives
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| and to a day well spent
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| and I’ll be on my way
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| when I get my fifty percent
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| she said its been a pleasure to meet you
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| but it really is a shame
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| 'coz I’m gonna have to kill you now
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| and I don’t even know your name
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| My mouth filled up with thick red blood
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| as the bullet smashed my bones
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| I said let me introduce myself
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| they call me lucky Jones
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| It never stops amazing me
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| the things we do for currency
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| But I promise I will change my ways
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| If I get out of this alive |