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Myzsterious Mizster Jones.
He'll wanna read your palm and keep you calm
Got a voodoo head on a lucky charm
With a snake tattoo going down his arm -
The myzsterious Mizster Jones.
Wellhe's the living proof of eternal youth
Got an icecold diamond in his tooth.
And the walls will tumble when he hits the roof -
The myzsterious Mizster Jones.
Ohwhat's good for him is bad for me
Ohit's hard to break a myzstery.A double dealing heroto bring you down to zero.
His origins unkown and he ain't got no home -
The myzsterious Mizster Jones.
He's into shooting starseccentric cars
Grew up fussingfighting in the bars.
All he's got to show for it's the battle scars -
The myzsterious Mizster Jones.
Ohwhat's good for him is bad for me. . .
Whatever makes him tickgo take your pick
With a five line rhyming limerick.
Is it his silver tongue? Wellmaybe that's the trick
Of the myzsterious Mizster Jones.
Ohwhat's good for him is bad for me. . .
The myzsterious Mizster Jones - the myzsterious Mizster
Jones.
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