Languishing In Jail
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Kim Barney
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I don't know why I'm sitting here in jail;
it seems I get in trouble without fail.
This morning I was getting on a plane,
about to see my aunt up there in Maine.
A friend of mine was sitting in the back,
and all I did was up and yell: 'Hi, Jack! '
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