Baby Grace is the victim She was fourteen years of age And the wheels are turning, turning For the finger points at me All's well (Eee eee) (But I have not been to Oxford town) All's well (But I have not been to Oxford town) Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies And the prison priests are decent My attorney seems sincere I fear my days are numbered Lord, get me out of here All's well (Feel's feel) (But I have not been to Oxford town) All's well (But I have not been to Oxford town) Toll the bell (Baby, baby) Pay the private eye (Baby, baby) All's well (Baby, baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby, baby) This is your shadow on my wall This is my flesh and blood This is what I could've been And the wheels are turning and turning As this Twentieth century dies If I had not ripped the fabric If time had not stood still If I had not met Ramona If I had only make paid my bill All's well (But I have not been to Oxford town) All's well (But I have not been to Oxford town) Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies This is my bunk with two sheets This is my food though foul This is what I could have been Toll the bell (Baby) Pay the private eye (Baby) All's well (Baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby) Toll the bell (Baby) Pay the private eye (Baby) All's well (Baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby) All's well (Baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby) All's well (Baby) All's well (Baby) All's well (Baby) Toll the bell (Baby) Pay the private eye (Baby) All's well (Baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby) Toll the bell (Baby) Pay the private eye (Baby) All's well (Baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby) Baby Baby Baby
Baby Grace is the victim She was fourteen years of age And the wheels are turning, turning For the finger points at me All's well (Eee eee) (But I have not been to Oxford town) All's well (But I have not been to Oxford town) Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies And the prison priests are decent My attorney seems sincere I fear my days are numbered Lord, get me out of here All's well (Feel's feel) (But I have not been to Oxford town) All's well (But I have not been to Oxford town) Toll the bell (Baby, baby) Pay the private eye (Baby, baby) All's well (Baby, baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby, baby) This is your shadow on my wall This is my flesh and blood This is what I could've been And the wheels are turning and turning As this Twentieth century dies If I had not ripped the fabric If time had not stood still If I had not met Ramona If I had only make paid my bill All's well (But I have not been to Oxford town) All's well (But I have not been to Oxford town) Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well Twentieth century dies This is my bunk with two sheets This is my food though foul This is what I could have been Toll the bell (Baby) Pay the private eye (Baby) All's well (Baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby) Toll the bell (Baby) Pay the private eye (Baby) All's well (Baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby) All's well (Baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby) All's well (Baby) All's well (Baby) All's well (Baby) Toll the bell (Baby) Pay the private eye (Baby) All's well (Baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby) Toll the bell (Baby) Pay the private eye (Baby) All's well (Baby) Twentieth century dies (Baby) Baby Baby Baby
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