Twenty Four Robbers (исполнитель: Fats Waller)

Last night, night before,
Twenty four robbers came to my door, 
Opened the door and let them in,
I hit them in the head with a bottle of gin!

Just can't understand, 
Twenty-four robbers fighting one man!
One of them took the silverware,
Wasn't very good, so I really don't care!

I'm gonna warn you! (Warn you!)
I'll tellya what to do! (What to do!) 
You better lock your door! (Lock your door!)
'Cause the robbermen [bad word] back again!

I can't sleep anymore!
Put a big chair right by my front door!
Got a shotgun, and stood there, 
To keep those robbers outta my hair!

Hit the road, you fools!...
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