.I remember when I was 'bout 2 years old
In a play pen, on a grassy knoll
Countin' hollow points, waving at cars
With some new schoolbooks Mr. Oswald said were ours
Mama would take us to work and some Cuban held our hand
Mama was a Hitman
We'd cross the country chang.
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