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My mother was a prostituteMy father was a thiefMy auntie ran a brothelIt gave cheap reliefCrime, crimeCrime doesn't payAnd my sister worked in peep showsCarrots between cheeksMy brother pimped for call girlsFostered their deceitsCrime, crime doesn't payExcept when the debt collector needs to be paidMy nephew was a rent boyDress-sense made me weepAnd my niece clipped in SohoHer lies defied beliefCrime, crime, crime doesn't payExcept when the debt collector needs to be paidCrime, crime, crime doesn't pay From Letras Mania