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Well, she was standing by my dressing room after the showAsking for my autograph and asked if she could goBack to my motel room. But the rest is just a tragic taleBecause five short minutes of lovin'Done brought me twenty long years in jailWell, like a fool in a hurry I took her to my roomShe casted me in plaster while I sang her a tuneThen I said, "Ooh, ooee!" Sure was a tragic taleBecause five short minutes of lovin'Done brought me twenty long years in jailWell, then a judge and a jury sat me in a roomThey say that robbin' the cradle is worse than robbin' the tombThen I said "Ooh, ooee!" Sure was a tragic tale(Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!) Because five short minutes of lovin'Done brought me twenty long years in jailAnd when I get out of this prison gonna be forty-fiveI'll know I used to like to do it but I won't remember why(Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!) I'll say "Ooh, ooee! Sure was a tragic taleBecause five short minutes of lovin'Done brought me twenty long years in jailBecause five short minutes of lovin'Done brought me twenty long years in jail From Letras Mania