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I'm running |
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Yes before it's too late |
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Trying to get away |
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From that jail bait |
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It's a rough temptation |
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But a common invitation |
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And a good association |
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But a quck elimination |
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That will take you out of circulation |
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Yes I'm talking about that younger generation |
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So take my advice fellas |
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For goodness sake |
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15, 16, 17 that's jail bait |
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Now they swear that they're in love |
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That you and her got stars above |
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And she's lookin mighty good |
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Just like a young girl should |
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Well we try to tell ya no |
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And let that young girl go |
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But you you know it all |
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You have yourself a ball |
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And now that it's too late |
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As you look from cell number eight |
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I tried to tell yo old mate |
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17 and one-half is still jail bait |
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So tomorrow's the date |
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For the trial of jail bait |
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And this you watch and see |
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The young girl will go free |
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And you'll get one to three |
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So out the door she walks |
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To another man she talks |
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Before you can count |
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From one to eight |
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Another man in for |
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Jail bait. |
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Please mister judge |
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If you just let me go this time |
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I won't mess with them young girls no more |
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I swear I'm not gonna bother them no more Mister Judge |
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I ain't gonna bother none fifteen |
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I ain't gonna bother none sixteen |
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I ain't gonna bother none seventeen |
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I ain't gonna mess with none eighteen |
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I'm gonna leave them twenty-year-old ones alone too |
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Gonna get me a girl about forty-two |
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If you just believe what I say and let me go Mister Judge |
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Please Mister Judge I ain't gonna bother then young girls no more |
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Gimme a break Mister Judge |
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Please Mister Judge |
