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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Well, I woke up this morning Put my blue jeans on Drank my morning coffee Answered the telephone Had another assignment Another body had to die No need to ask what for It was my trades I go by My skills are all they wanted The pay was plenty enough Just eliminate the problem Play nice or play rough My excitement gathered round me My nerves calmed at last Got into my vette Cause that sucker was real fast Rat’s I cried aloud The battery was dead I ranted and I raved And then I scratched my head The Volvo had to do I was running out of time No problem that I stole it Just cause it wasn’t mine The highway I left behind The morning was almost gone Then I heard the ring Of my pink and yellow cell phone Hello was my only word Changed plans was all he said That lucky so and so Should really be glad The police stopped and cuffed me A stolen car I had They took away my weapons That was my bad Serving time in the can Gonna get out one day Better find another line of work Is what the fellows say Free at last from this prison I shook the filth off my skin Headed for the southland Gotta find me some kin Well, I woke up this morning Put my old blue jeans on Drank my morning java Answered the telephone Had another assignment Another body had to die No need to ask what for It was my trades I go by Love this life I’m living And the pay that’s flowing in Yep I’m right back where I started When I was sent to the pen
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