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Framed

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Gm                                                                            Cm  
Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's "Freaky Tales" (Biatch!)
Gm                                                    Cm  
Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking
Gm                                                                                                                      Cm  
And envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells
                        Gm                                                                                    Cm                                                 Gm  
I know this is risky thinking but I wanna stick her like she's decals
                                                     Cm  
But when murdering females
                                  Gm                                                            Cm  
Better pay attention to these details or you could be derailed
Gm                                                                                              Cm  
Better wear at least three layers of clothing or be in jail
Gm                                                                                         Cm  
If you get scratched because your DNA'll
                  Gm  
Be all up under her fingernails
Cm                                                                      Gm  
Man, he hears you, I don't think he cares
                                Cm  
He gives a fuck, even his pinky swears
Gm                                                                         Cm  
Three personalities burstin' out of me, please beware
Gm                                    Cm  
Her TV blares, can't hear the creaking stairs
Gm                                                 Cm  
She's unaware in no underwear, she's completely bare
Gm                                         Cm  
Turns around and screams, I remember distinctly
Gm  
I said "I'm here to do sink repairs"
Cm                            Gm  
          Chop her up, put her body parts
                                  Cm                                                                 Gm  
In front of Steven Avery's trailer and leave 'em there
          Cm                                    Eb  
But hey man, I was framed
Gm                                            Cm  
I know what this looks like, officers
                                                        Gm  
Please just give me one minute
Cm                                    Eb  
I think I can explain
Gm  
I ain't murdered nobody
Cm                                                                 Gm  
I know these words are so nutty
                                                Cm              Eb  
But I'm just here to entertain
Gm  
How come your shirt is so bloody?
Cm                                                                      Gm  
There's a missing person, so what? He's
                                        Cm              Eb  
Got nothin' to do with me
Gm                                            Cm                 Eb      Gm  
I'm almost certain I was framed
                        Cm                                                              Gm  
Woke up, it was dawn, musta knew somethin' was wrong
                                        Cm                                                                      Gm  
Think I'm becomin' a monster 'cause of the drugs that I'm on
  Cm                                                                                                    Gm  
Donald Duck's on, there's a Tonka Truck in the yard
                                                Cm  
But dog, how the fuck is Ivanka Trump in the trunk of my car?
                          Cm                                                         Gm  
Gotta get to the bottom of it to try to solve it
                          Cm                                                                            Gm  
Must go above and beyond, 'cause it's incumbent upon me
Plus I feel somewhat responsible for the dumb little blonde
Cm                                                              Gm  
Second murder with no recollection of it
                                                        Cm                                                      Gm  
Collectin' newspaper articles, cuttin' out sections from it
                                        Cm  
Memory's too fucked to remember, destructive temper
Gm                                                                 Cm                                                 Gm  
Cut my public defender's jugular then stuck him up in a blender
                                Cm                                                                                 Gm  
Another dismembered toddler discovered this winter probably
                                             Cm  
'Cause the disassembled body
                                        Gm                                                                                    Cm  
Was covered up in the snow since the month of November oddly
                                          Gm  
I'm wanted for questioning
                                             Cm                                                            Gm  
Them son of a bitches probably just wanna pin this on me
          Cm                                    Eb  
But hey man, I was framed
Gm                                            Cm  
I know what this looks like, officers
                                                        Gm  
Please just give me one minute
Cm                                    Eb  
I think I can explain
Gm  
I ain't murdered nobody
Cm                                                                 Gm  
I know these words are so nutty
                                                Cm              Eb  
But I'm just here to entertain
Gm  
How come your shirt is so bloody?
Cm                                                                      Gm  
There's a missing person, so what? He's
                                        Cm              Eb  
Got nothin' to do with me
Gm                                            Cm                 Eb      Gm  
I'm almost certain I was framed
                  Cm  
Still on the loose, they
                                        Gm  
Spotted me inside McDonald's Tuesday
Cm                                                                         Gm  
In a Toronto Blue Jays cap, lookin' like your college roommate
Cm                                                    Gm  
With Rihanna, Lupe, Saddam Hussein, Bobby Boucher
Cm                                                                            Gm  
Or was it Cool J? The cops is on a goose chase
                        Cm  
Just escaped from the state pen
             Gm  
For eight women who hate men
                                                     Cm  
Don't make it no weirder, I'm naked
                        Gm  
When I break in your basement
                                  Cm                                      Gm  
Under your baby's play pen, I lay in, wait adjacent
                                Cm                                                                            Gm  
Facin' the door, remainin' patient while stayin' complacent
                        Cm                                              Gm  
Blatant sexual implications are continuin' to get thrown
Cm                                                            Gm  
Insinuations are placed in little riddles and poems
Cm                                              Gm  
Left on your pillow in hopes, that when you get home
Cm                                                 Gm  
You'll get the hint, ho: I'm in your window
Cm                    Gm                                                 Cm  
        But it never occurred to me I could describe a murder scene
Gm  
In a verse and be charged with first degree
Cm                                                                      Gm  
'Cause it just happened to match up perfectly
                             Cm  
With the massacre or the Burger King burglary
No, officer, you see
          Cm                                    Eb  
But hey man, I was framed
Gm                                            Cm  
I know what this looks like, officers
                                                        Gm  
Please just give me one minute
Cm                                    Eb  
I think I can explain
Gm  
I ain't murdered nobody
Cm                                                                 Gm  
I know these words are so nutty
                                                Cm              Eb  
But I'm just here to entertain
Gm  
How come your shirt is so bloody?
Cm                                                                      Gm  
There's a missing person, so what? He's
                                        Cm              Eb  
Got nothin' to do with me
 Gm    Cm    Eb    Gm)  
  Cm  
I'm almost certain I was framed