Album: Mafia II
I was walkin' down the street, mindin' my own affair
When two policemen grabbed me unaware
He says, «Is your name Henry?», I says, «Why sure»
He says, «You the boy I’m lookin' for»
I was framed, framed, I was blamed, framed
Well, I never knew nothing but I always get framed
Oh, framed
They took him in the lineup and let those bright lights shine
There was ten poor souls like me in that line
I knew I was a victim of someone’s evil
When a stool pigeon walked in and says, «That's your man»
I was framed, framed, I was blamed
Oh, framed, framed, framed
Well, I never knew nothing but I always get framed
Well, the prosecutor turned and started a prosecutin' me Man, that cat didn’t give me the one but the third degree
He says, «Where were you on the night of July 1953?»
«Man, I was just home, just a tweedle-a-dee»
I was framed, oh framed, I was blamed
Oh framed, framed, framed
Well, I never knew nothing but I always get framed
Oh framed, oh framed