Crazy little child
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Never got to see
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All the pretty things in life
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Ahd him put away
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And nothing they could say
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Could ever make the pieces fit
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Oh well, daddy-o was rich
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Mama was a bitch
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Living wasn't easy in between
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Behind the silent screen
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Jackson in his teens
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Was planning his escape
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He was a crazy little child
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He rooled inside the playground
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And grimy faced
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He watched the others cry
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Winos were his friends
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And when he talked to them
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They said, "Jackson, boy
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They'll get you by and by"
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Depression set in
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Desperate, cool and quick
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Jackson learned the ropes
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Out on the street
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Little candy stores
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Just pickin' locks and doors
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Just practice
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For a two bit future thief
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So Jackson went to Ritz
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And everyone was hip
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Ritz ran all the rackers
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There in town
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Crazy Little Child
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Alice Cooper |