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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeCriminal World
You never told me of your other facesYou were the widow of a wild catAnd now I know about your special kissesAnd I know you know where that's atI guess I recognise your destinationI think I see beneath your make-upWhat you want is sort of separationThis is no ordinaryThis is no ordinaryWhat a criminal worldThe boys are like baby-faced girlsWhat a criminal girlShe'll show you where to shoot your gunWhat a typical mother's sonThe only thing that she enjoysIs a criminal worldWhere the girls are like baby-faced boysYou've got a very heavy reputationBut no-one knows about your low-lifeI know a way to find a situationAnd hold a candle to your high-life disguiseYou caught me kneeling at your sister's doorThat was no ordinary stick-upI'm well aware just what you're looking forI am no ordinaryI am no ordinaryWhat a criminal worldThe boys are like baby-faced girlsWhat a criminal girlShe'll show you where to shoot your gunWhat a typical mother's sonThe only thing that she enjoysIs a criminal worldWhere the girls are like baby-faced boys
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