Dear Abbie, I'd write you this letter But your address is unknown I'd tell you the world ain't no better Since you went and left us alone
Partners in crime In the streets of Chicago Where are they now? They're all gone free I'd love to see you And tell you hello But you live in secrecy
I see where Tom is planning To join the government And Rennie says this friend of his Is probably Heaven sent Jerry's into therapy And says he feels content Oh oh, da da dee da Lee is back on welfare, John's up in the East Dave is still reistin', He hasn't changed the least And Bobby could run Oakland If the prisoners were released Oh oh, da da dee da
Dear Abbie, I wish they would let you Come back to us again And truly I hope they don't get you And slam you in the pen