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He smelled your game from across the room,
Like an eighties high school bully,
You’re waste deep in moldy milk and honey,
And you’ve got yourself all covered up in funny money.
Look who’s at it again…
Crook the Hero,
But Baby’s on her way,
Crook the Hero,
Eyeliner macramé,
Crook the Hero,
You know what people say,
“Look who’s at it again…”
He’s like a lion in a petting zoo,
He don’t what to do with himself,
Keep your shirt on, he’s coming for you!
He’s got his middle all lit up in a touch-me-pelt.
Well, his name is Crook The Hero,
But it’s Baby’s show,
And if she’s not around you hear the bad guys go,
Nah, nah, nah…
Look who’s at it,
Look who’s at it,
Crook is at it again…oh!
Crook the Hero,
But Baby’s on her way,
Crook the Hero,
Shining white Chevrolet,
Crook the Hero,
You know what people say…
Well, his name is Crook The Hero,
But it’s Baby’s show,
And if she’s not around you hear the bad guys go,
Nah, nah, nah…
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