There are men lost in jail
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Crowded fifty to a room
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There's too many rats in this cage of the world
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And the women know their place
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They sit home and write letters
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And when they visit once a year
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Well they both just sit there and stare
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See how we are
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Gotta keep bars in between us
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See how we are
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We only sing about it once in every twenty years
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See how we are
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Oh see how we are
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Now there are seven kinds of Coke
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500 kinds of cigarettes
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This freedom of choice in the USA drives everybody crazy
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But in Acapulco
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Well they don't give a damn
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About kids selling Chiclets with no shoes on their feet
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See how we are
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"Hey man, Whats in it for me?"
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See how we are
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We only sing about it once in every twenty years
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See how we are
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Oh see how we are
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Now that highway's coming through
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So you all gotta move
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This bottom rung ain't no fun at all
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No fires and rockhouses and grape-flavored rat poison
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They are the new trinity
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For this so-called community
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See how we are
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Gotta keep bars on all of our windows
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See how we are
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We only sing about it once in every twenty years
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See how we are
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Oh see how we are
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Well this morning the alarm rang at noon
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And I'm trying to write this letter to you
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About how much I care and why I just can't be there
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To draw your bath and comb...and comb your hair
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Last night in a nightspot
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Where things aren't so hot
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My friend said, "I met a boy and I'm in love"
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I said, "Oh really... What's this one's name?"
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She said, "His first name is Homeboy"
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I said "Could his last name be Trouble?"
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See how we are
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Ah Homeboy... Isn't that a Mexican name?
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See how we are
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We only sing about it once in every twenty years
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See how we are
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Oh see how we are
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Yeah see how we are
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See How We Are
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