| Slinky Johnson, if I just had you here
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| To tell you what’s on my mind
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| I ain’t seen you in the best of a year
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| But I understand your kind
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| You’ll come repenting for the way you carried on
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| Hoping I’ll be relentin' and let bygones be gone
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| Though I love you still, our love affair’s through
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| I ain’t takin' no chances with you
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| You’re just a thief in the night
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| Nothin' but a thief in the night
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| You came without a warnin'
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| And left before the mornin' broke through
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| I never knew I wouldn’t see you again
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| You’re an education in men
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| The one I had believed in
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| Turned out to be a thief in the night
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| And oh how I’ve worried and fretted
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| And got myself in a pet
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| Wishin' we’d never met
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| Mopin' and hopin' and swearin' I’d square a pound yet
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| Folks declare my eyes are always wet
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| Because a thief in the night
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| Stole my heart and vanished from sight
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| I knew I’d come to grievin'
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| Believin' in a thief in the night
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| Come in… so it’s you, Slinky Johnson!
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| Turned up again like an imitation penny.
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| Boy, you’re lookin' mighty sharp!
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| You musta hit the numbers!
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| I ain’t jettin', I know you couldn’t thumb your way across all that water and
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| get to Paris.
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| Just a minute, don’t start off callin' me 'Ruby'.
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| My name has changed: I’m now known as 'Madame Roberta,' the celebrated
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| cortesian.
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| Here, here! |
| Don’t try warmin' up to me!
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| Take it easy, Greasy, you’ve got a long way to slide!
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| Far as I’m concerned, you’re just a lost ball in the high weeds.
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| What? |
| Give you another chance? |
| And go back on the release?
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| Never no chance, you dirty, double-crossin' h-comrade new-earthworm!
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| You’re everything that begins with the letter 'S' and the letter 'B'!
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| So you can’t take it, huh?
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| Well, if you don’t like the way I’m beatin' up my gums, let the doorknob hit ya
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| in the middle o' the back!
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| And don’t go braggin' around Harlem you had an affair with me!
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| Affair with me, Hell!
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| If you call that little thing an 'affair'!
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| You’re just a thief in the night
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| Stole my heart and vanished from sight
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| I knew I’d come to grievin'
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| Believin' in a thief in the night! |