I was walkin down the street,mindin my own affair
When two policemen grabbed me, unaware
He says 'Is your name Henry?' I says'Why sure'
He says 'You the boy I'm lookin' for'
I was framed,framed,I was blamed,framed
Well,I never knew nothin,but I always get framed
Oh,framed
They took him in the line up and let those bright
Lights shine,there was ten poor souls like me in that line
I knew I was a victim of someones evil plan
When a stool pidgeon walked in and says' That's your man'
I was framed,framed,I was blamed oh,framed,framed,framed
Well, I never knew nothin but I always get framed
Well, the prosecutor turned and started a prosecutin' me
Man,that cat didn't give me the one,but the third degree
He says'Where were you on the night of July 1953?'
'Man I was just home just a tweedle-a-dee'
I was framed oh framed,I was blamed oh,framed,framed,framed well,
I never knew nothin,but I always get framed
Oh framed,oh framed........
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