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Read About the Mob © 1999 by Drew James

When I was a young boy
Growing up on the streets
In the Italian neighborhood
I’d watch the old men
Down on the corner
And knew they were up to no good

They all had young girls
And fresh tailored suits
And drove in big black cars
They walked like kings
Through the alleys and the streets
Drank on the arm in all the bars

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I love to read about the mob
And catch their TV shows
I wear a dark suit and a Borsolino hat
And vacation on the Jersey shore

Sammy “the bull” Gravano
Lucky Luciano
Paul Castellano
Frankie Abbatemarco
Sal Maranzano
Author of the “No Hands Rule”

Whether puttin’ up a book
Or riding a cold meat hook
The big Dons and the Godfathers rule
They’ll take you up the Bridge of Sighs
And have you stare into the mad dogs eyes
Till you take the wrap and play the fool

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Cosa Nostra face due Valacchi
Mafioso capo Carlo Gambino
Midnight Rose and rosso tavolo vino
Don’t get cozy Dr. Lambardozzi
Steel bullets and a rubber hosie
The FBI is getting’ real nosey

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