| Jimmy the rat lost his money at the tracks
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| Now he drinks in the corner with a baseball bat
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| Says «highball they love you, lowball they’ll throw you away»
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| Straight along from him there’s Juliet the grim
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| A guy put his hand on her skirt when she went for the job
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| Now the big man has not been seen in a couple of days
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| The mighty Odin sits with one glass eye
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| The other tends to wander and his wife will tell you how
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| The glass eyes caused by the other’s tendency to wonder
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| And Peter looks doubtful like he’s gonna get outed
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| If he hears three crows he’ll deny your existence
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| If you pay him a twenty he’ll swear he was drinking with you all night
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| The mouths keep on moving
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| But they’re de-de-de-de-dead
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| And the drinks keep on coming
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| But they’re de-de-de-de-dead
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| And they’re good for the money
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| But they’re de-de-de-de-dead
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| They go, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| Sat all austere, they’re dubbed the three musketeers
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| Though none of them have spoken in all the years
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| They’ve been coming here, the stains on their shirt is like a uniform
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| Now mother Mary, she’s a mother to six
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| But at this point in the evening she tends to forget it
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| She’ll lie with anybody but her love loss ex Jimmy «the rat»
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| The mouths keep on moving
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| But they’re de-de-de-de-dead
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| And the drinks keep on coming
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| But they’re de-de-de-de-dead
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| And they’re good for the money
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| But they’re de-de-de-de-dead
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| They go, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| Mouths keep on moving
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| But they’re de-de-de-de-dead
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| And the drinks keep on coming
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| But they’re de-de-de-de-dead
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| And they’re good for the money
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| But they’re de-de-de-de-dead
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| They go, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh |