Ben, in the Pen
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They call me Ben, here in the pen, where ya takes the guff & ya suffer|But I'll be free when II'm 53, and I'll bet I'll be a whole lot tougher|I bet I'll be a whole lot tougher..||When I was a lad I was really bad It wasn't smart to be good|I beat up my dog & I choked my frog & acted just as mean as I could.|I hit all the girls and put gum in their curls, cuz I liked to hear em cry & bleed|I'd punch the little boys and steal all their toys cuz I new they weren't smarter than me||Yeah they call me Ben here in the pen where ya take the guff & ya suffer...||When I was sixteen I was really mean I could scrap at the toss of a coin|I's leader of a gang rough rangytangs and ya had to be a good thief ta join|Yeah we had the black jackets and the motor bikes||And we forced all the girls ta SKIP SCHOOL....|And the cops they'd all try ta sympathize when we told em how our parents were so cruel...||Chorus:||When I turned 21 I had to have a gun cuz I planned me a robbery one day....|And the girlfreind said, 'I rather be dead than to hang around a guy like me.'|Well I granted her wish, and dumped her in with the fish,& then I went ta meet Frank-|Yeah thats the same day I shot and killed me the cop, he didn't wanna let me into the bank||Chorus:||I hope I'll be a whole lot tougher||Aw, what's the use?- I guess I ain't a very good lover...|back to the hammerin man.|
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