Framed murder song lyrics: Eddie, Get Off the Damn Phone. Never murdered, cops framed, clear name.  MickTerry.com

Framed murder song lyrics: Eddie, Get Off the Damn Phone. Never murdered, cops framed, clear name.  MICK TERRY
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( Framed murder song lyrics )
EDDIE, GET OFF THE DAMN PHONE
Copyright 1998 - MickTerry.com

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There's a grimy little alley
in a sleazy part of town
that's exactly not the place to be
when you've seen the sun go down
unless you're up to no good
or unless you just don't care
what kind of mischief you might find
if you stick your nose in there.

My friend EDDIE's never sorry
for the things he's never done
and that list grows ever shorter still
in his constant search for fun.
That alley often beckoned,
yet I really was surprised
some jerk said EDDIE left a man
with a hole between his eyes.

   "EDDIE, GET OFF THE DAMN PHONE.
    The cops are coming to bust you.
    You couldn't leave it,
    just leave things alone.
    I knew I never should trust you."

But before I heard that story,
I heard a pounding at my door:
Two policemen gruffly questioned me,
where'd I been at half past four?
"Why, upstairs in the bedroom,
sound asleep beside my wife."
I didn't know EDDIE'd told them
we'd been playing cards all night.

    CHORUS

        EDDIE's always been the kind of guy
        to never ask the questions
        'til it's way too late for answers.

Now, I sometimes hear from EDDIE,
like a postcard from Brazil,
or a call collect from Waikiki.
But he never can stay still.
He claims he never murdered,
that he had been badly framed.
But with all he'd done in his quest for fun,
he could never clear his name.

    CHORUS

Copyright 1998  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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To other murder song lyrics:   A LITTLE SUSPICIOUS
To other crime song lyrics:   FORTY BIBLES
To other gun song lyrics:   BODY COUNT
To other police song lyrics:   DIRTY COP
IT'S JUST A JOB
COP ON MY TAIL
DON'T SHOOT ME
EHAWEE IS GONE
RUBBER BULLETS
MOTHER PLUCKER
COPYCAT, COPYCAT
FRANKLINTOWN FLOOD
HEY! YOU TALKING TO ME?
CLOSE BUT NO HORSESHOE
DRUNK IN THE SADDLE AGAIN
THE WRONG MAN (TROY DAVIS)
NO! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!
SOMEBODY GUNNED DOWN BARNEY
SECURITY STRIP-SEARCHED GRANNY
FINS, FINS (ODDYSEY OF THE TRAILER
FIRST TIME OUT (IN HIS BRAND NEW PORSCHE)
I WASN'T MAKING ADVANCES (SENATOR LARRY CRAIG)
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