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Twenty-Four Robbers lyrics

Last night, night before,
Twenty four robbers came to my door,
Opened the door and let them in,
I hit them in the head with a bottle of gin!

Just can't understand,
Twenty-four robbers fighting one man!
One of them took the silverware,
Wasn't very good, so I really don't care!

I'm gonna warn you! (Warn you!)
I'll tellya what to do! (What to do!)
You better lock your door! (Lock your door!)
'Cause the robbermen might come back again!

I can't sleep anymore!
Put a big chair right by my front door!
Got a shotgun, and stood there,
To keep those robbers outta my hair!
Hit the road, you fools!...

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