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asleep
Then he's up and out on the street again
He's got the key that'll set you free
That Frankie Lee
Every kid in this ol' gang town
They'd want
about Frankie Lymon
Tell me why is it so?
Tell me why is it so?

Out of his face with The Idle Race
Out of the room with his tune

Although
smokin' my gun, let me see is Albert dyin'
He's my man, and he did me wrong" Frankie and the judge walked outta the stand, and
Walked out side by side
smokin' my gun, let me see is Albert dyin'
He's my man, and he did me wrong" Frankie and the judge walked outta the stand, and
Walked out side by side
the sky
It falls in his eye
And then he gets to sitting
Talking to his kitten

Talking about Frankie Lymon
Tell me why is it so?
Tell me why is it
Teri Diver, Linda Wong
All in hell having orgies where the horns grow long
Cause bitch I'm Frankie Lymon, Heath Ledger
Hyped up in a jacuzzi doing
Eye-ballin' every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint

Break out, find my shit
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
Mad bitches walkin' by the fella tryin'
Eye-ballin' every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint

Break out, find my shit
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
Mad bitches walkin' by the fella tryin'
Eye-ballin' every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint

Break out, find my shit
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
Mad bitches walkin' by the fella tryin'
puffing on the 40
Or the O-Z, muthafuck me
Fuck Stuart Frankie, they call me 
Jelly jello boy 'cause my nutsac jiggles
And when it's cold out, my nutsac
Republic
By the time I got to Motor Vehicle, Motor Vehicle was closed
Oh it was closed?
Yeah it was closed
Oh what's your name son?
My name is Frankie Nato,
me Amadeus
Rock me Amadeus
Rock me Amadeus

Tried to O.D. on the Cold-Eeze
"Golden Girls" got me "Sweatin' To The Oldies"
Hanging out like Double
breathe again
I can breathe again
I can breathe again

Back at the mirror 
Your good friend
Talk to the mirror 
Play out the game
Stop in
breathe again
I can breathe again

Back at the mirror
Your good friend
Talk to the mirror
Play out the game
Stop in the middle,
I stop then
Look
LIKE A DEAL
IT'S COLD OUT HERE
MAN, IT'S COLD CAN'T YOU FEEL

WEEKENDS AND SUNNY WEATHER 
THE BOYS KEEP WETTING MY TONGUE
SOME DAYS I STAY HERE ALL
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
 
Last night while I was out drinking
Trying to have a good time
The lady with whom I was
wanna know what's in store

You've never seen anything not like this, not again, for sure
Tired of this energy uncertainty it's killing me what for
breathe again
I can breathe again
I can breathe again

Back at the mirror 
Your good friend
Talk to the mirror 
Play out the game
Stop in
Folk Legacy 65 in the key of C.
Also by Frankie Armstrong on Bird in the Bush and by Carthy
Child #44
Filename[ MAGICN2
DC
===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===
And no-one I was and so I remained
Knocked-out in a hut, no mother, no name
And filled up my heart with one and the same
That grand dark feeling
suffered terrible defeats
Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners
They stashed them away in a basement, called them amateurs
Folk Legacy 65 in the key of C.
Also by Frankie Armstrong on Bird in the Bush and by Carthy
Child #44
Filename[ MAGICN2
DC
===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===
It's always something
Or it ain't nothing at all
It's feast or famine
Too hot or out in the cold
So here we stand
Alone together
Our backs
sixty right off of the track

There you go again
Out of the cave into the freezing flame
There you go again
There you go in the media, insane

Now
Well, I know, well, your games
And I don't want to play

[Chorus]

You broke the law in the first degree
Cold blooded bitch goin' out on me