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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=52992" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Crazy Little Child</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Crazy little child<br>Never got to see<br>All the pretty things in life<br>Had him put away<br>Nothing they could say<br>Could ever make the pieces fit<br>Aw well, Daddy-o was rich<br>Mama was a bitch<br>Living wasn't easy in between<br>Behind his silent scream<br>Jackson in his teens<br>Was planning his escape<br>He was a crazy little child<br>New Orleans Alley playground<br>Grimy faced<br>He watched the hookers cry<br>Winos were his friends And when he talked to them<br>They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by"<br>Depression settin' in<br>Desp'rate, cool and quick<br>Jackson learned the ropes out on the street<br>Little candy stores<br>Just pickin' locks and doors<br>Was practice for a two bit petty thief<br>So Jackson went to Ritz<br>And ev'ryone was hip<br>Ritz ran all the rackets there in town<br>If you need another boy<br>A trigger or a blade<br>Well, I'm the slickest cat around<br>Yeah, Ritz gave him the eye<br>Once over, then he smiled<br>"Yeah, I've got something here in mind<br>If you meet me here at two<br>I think you'll like the view<br>Of that long green when you crack that safe tonight"<br>He was a crazy little child<br>New Orleans Alley playground<br>And grimy faced<br>He watched the hookers cry, whoo<br>Winos were his friends<br>And when he talked to them<br>They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by," that's right<br>Well, I'll wait for you outside<br>And I'll be your ears and your eyes<br>And boy, you just slip in there and bring out all that loot<br>But Ritz was taken by surprise<br>Couple of unspectin' guys<br>And they left poor Jackson inside<br>Questions there were few<br>In fact there were none<br>When those Sheriff's bullets start to fly<br>Lay dying on the floor<br>With a smokin' forty four<br>He said, "I must admit the winos were right"<br>Crazy little child<br>Never got to see<br>All the pretty things in life<br>We buried him today<br>Nothing we could say<br>Could ever make the pieces fit<br>Yeah, I must admit the winos were right<br>Oh, I must admit the winos were right<br>Yes, that's what I said<br>I must admit the winos we-ere ri-ight</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Alice Cooper - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Never got to see
All the pretty things in life
Had him put away
Nothing they could say
Could ever make the pieces fit
Aw well, Daddy-o was rich
Mama was a bitch
Living wasn't easy in between
Behind his silent scream
Jackson in h..."></div>
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