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Jack my friend, oh, he's a busy man Trying to hustle an easy buck instead of a good man's dollar Oh, Jack my buddy, he's so goddamn full of money Workin' for a funny company for his father He got a black satin shirt, best you could buy A big fat straw hat to match his white tie And a shiny thirty-eight that'll look you straight in your eye Jack miraculous, he was a sure spectaculous The Son of a New York Gun Look out, Jack, look out, Jack Oh, come on, Jack Oh, come on, Jack Oh, come on, Jack He got a black satin shirt, best you could buy And a big fat straw hat to match his white tie And a big twenty-two that'll make you do what he want Jack miraculous, he was a sure spectaculous The Son of a New York Gun Come on, Jack And look out, Jack Oh, Jack miraculous The Son of a New York Gun Look out, Jack |