Holy macaroni and the stutter jive king
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Used to run Chicago doing the gangster thing
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They'd keep that Smith and Wesson in the pocket of their pants
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And it weren't nobody's business if the kid don't dance
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Now back then living in the hot seat it was furtive fast and fun
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You'd better save up all your bullets cause everybody had a gun
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You hardly had to use it but you never really knew
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What the other guy around the corner was gonna do
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Now holy macaroni'd hang out at the crazy horse
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He'd keep a buck knife in the freezer for emergencies of course
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He'd say you'd better drink 'em now boys 'fore they throw you in the slammer
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And keep an eye out for your baby cause she's about to pull the hammer
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Oooh boys there they go crazy legs and all
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Better watch yourself cause the sky's about to fall
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And when you get done running you can come back here
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I'll be back in Charlottesville I'll be the man of the year
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The stutter jive got twenty but macaroni never talked
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And Mary shot her husband but she paid the man and walked
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And somehow we all seemed to make it through without a scratch
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And if that seems too good to be true well there's probably a catch
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Well I was swinging on the eddison and making out with sue
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And I was hanging out with studs and roman shepeard and the crew
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Well bullets started flying and everybody hit the floor
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And now the last thing I remember is coppers flying through the door
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Well sally sue she bought it but everybody's gotta go
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So I figured it be best if I skipped down to Mexico
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Tequila and terazas and them mariachi bands
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And three months in san pellegrino and we're off again
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Heard about a bank job from this cat named lenny bones
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Three mill in the bag a five way split and we were home
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So I figured what the hell you gotta go with what you get
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But only me and lenny made it back but brother we were set
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Now the holy macaroni was a million dollar flake
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Ended up in folsom but the file was in the cake
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Me an angel we've been runnin ever since that day
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Shouting viva la fiesta yo man that headed that a way
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Man of the Year
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