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New Alibi

First wife died, second wife lied
Third wife she will tan my hide
lf I don't keep her in the dark
It's a science and an art
Establishing where, when and why
I'm sitting here working on a new alibi

If the phone rings, Benny, I'm not here
Not in today, now is that clear
You can't say how you cant say when
You don't know if l'll come in
lt's easy to do if you know how to lie
Give me time to work on a new alibi

Alibi, alibi
Trying to build a better lie, sittin' here workin'
on a new
Alibi, alibi
Gonna get it right before I die
Sitting here workin' on a new alibi

Late last night, graveyard shift
Headin' home, waiting for a lift
Someone must have grabbed me from behind
Knocked me out cold and robbed me blind
By then the sun was coming up
Just ask Benny, he'll back me up

Well then I had to hitchhike home
Had no money for no pay phone
I was covered with blood, sweat, and dirt
Benny he loaned me this here clean shirt
That's the story, and it's airtight

Took me most of the moming to get it right

Alibi, alibi
Trying to build a better lie, sitting here workin'
on a new
Alibi, alibi
Gonna get it right before 1 die

When I die, bury me please
Underneath the sycamore trees
Put up a tombstone where I lie
Write "Still workin' on a new alibi"

Cause when old St. Peter say with a grin,
"Why the hell should I let you in?"
I better have a damn good reason why
Better be ready with a new alibi

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