Did I ever tell you about the criminal I once saw, handcuffed to his hospital bed?
Two of New York's finest were there to prevent incident, but they did not stop him from warbling a very melodious song about how he wanted to be free, so he could jump in a river.
Other lyrics I heard were: "It wasn't my fault... well, maybe it was..."
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