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I found honest work and lord knows I triedI found honest work and lord knows I triedRobbed a bank and ran from the fuzzThey asked the teller just who I wasShe said "I don't know, but he had John Dillinger's eyes!"For five long years I was wanted by the FBIFor five long years I was wanted by the FBII was shooting pool at the hallSaw my poster up on the wall"Ain't that you? You got John Dillinger's eyes!"I caught one in my chest and two in my thighI caught one in my chest and two in my thighI saw a man rush to my sideTook a photograph as I diedAnd all because I was born with John Dillinger's eyes!That newspaper man won the Pulitzer PrizeThat newspaper man won the Pulitzer PrizeHe keeps it by his bed on a shelfBut one thing that he'll never tellEvery day he thanks god for those John Dillinger's eyes! From Letras Mania