Текст песни John Jones - Madness
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
You
take
my
woman,
you
make
me
run
You
make
my
friends
all
laugh
at
me
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
You
call
yourself
a
big,
big
man
Still
you
try
to
kill
my
hand
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
And
I
don't
like
a
man
who
tries
to
mess
with
me
And
I
don't
like
a
man
who
tries
to
kill
my
hand
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
John
Jones,
you're
the
son
of
a
gun
And
I
don't
like
a
man
who
tries
to
mess
with
me
And
I
don't
like
a
man
who
tries
to
kill
my
hand
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
John
Jones,
you
son
of
a
gun
(The
son
of
a
gun)
(Have
a
good
time,
anyway)
(You
didn't
do
it
a
lot,
but
talking)
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