.Little Joe was my right arm
But on our last bank job he blew the alarm
The boy was cunning, kept on runnin'
Sure hope he don't come to no harm
But the fire was hot there were traps on his tail
He was off like a shot while t got burned with no bail
Now I'm sitting here, until .
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