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My wife and I are in court and we're being tried.
She and I were the modern day Bonnie and Clyde.
But we didn't rob banks, we stole by identity theft.
When we got through, people had no money left.
She lied in court when she said that I put her up to it.
I can't even use a computer, it was that hag's idea to do it.
She turned on me so fast that it would make your head spin.
Now I'll spend twenty years in jail, my sex life has come to an end.
The jury just came back in and found both of us guilty.
My wife gave them the finger because they didn't set her free.
I'm so sexually frustrated that I feel like I'm going to bust.
You're looking at a man who is suffering because of his lust.
We were the modern day Bonnie and Clyde, our story must be told.
I'll reject my wife when we're released because she'll be too damn old.

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