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Bankrobber

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Daddy was a bankrobber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money

Some is rich and some is poor
And that's the way the world is
But I don't believe in lying back
And sayin' how bad your luck is

Daddy was a bankrobber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money

So we came to jazz it up
We never loved a shovel
Break your back to earn your pay
An' don't forget to grovel

Daddy was a bankrobber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money

Imagine if all the boys in jail
Could get out now together
Whadda you think they'd want to say to us
While we was being clever

Daddy was a bankrobber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money

Daddy was a bankrobber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money


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