Framed

I'm walking down the street mindin' my own affair

When two policemen grabbed me and I'm unaware

They said "Is your name Alexander?" and I said "Why, sure!"

They said "You're the cat that we've been looking for."

But I was framed

I was framed

I never did nothing

But now I was, I was framed

The cops took me to a little room where the bright lights shine

There was ten poor souls like me standin' in the line

I knew I was the victim of somebody's evil plan

When a stool pigeon looked at me an' said....

That's your man!

But I was framed

I was framed

I never did nothing

But now I was, I was framed

Then the public prosecutor started prosecutin' me

That man wanted to find what was my pedigree

He said "Where were you on the third of June 1963?"

Them cats with rubber hoses started givin' me the third degree....

But I was framed

I was framed

I never did nothing

But now I was, I was framed