I was walkin' down the street mindin' my own affair
When two policemen grabbed me, unaware
He say, "Is your name Henry?" I says, "Why sure"
He says, "You the boy I've been lookin' for"
I was framed, framed, I was blamed, framed
Well, I never knew nothin' but I always get framed, oh, framed
They took him in the line up and let those bright lights shine
There was ten poor souls like me in that line
I knew I was a victim of someone's evil plan
When a stool pidgeon walked in and says, "That's your man"
I was framed, framed, I was blamed
Oh, framed, framed, framed
Well, I never knew nothin' but I always get framed
Well, the prosecutor turned and started a-prosecutin' me
Man, that cat didn't give me the one but the third degree
He says, "Where were you on the night of July 1953?"
Man I was just home, just a tweedle-a-dee
I was framed, oh framed, I was blamed
Oh, framed, framed, framed
Well I never knew nothin' but I always get framed
Oh framed, oh framed
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