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Dark and mysterious but its all a façade
You put on airs to hide your charade
Your mask hides who your truly are
A short little man who smokes a cigar
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Sweet looking baby lying in your pram
The cops buy into your evil plan
Your scheming never ends you always have a plot
But your sticky fingers can't keep what you got
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