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 "Well, why, sure!" They said "You're the man we've been looking for." But I was framed Framed I never did nothing But 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 that line I knew I was the victim of somebody's evil plan When a stool pigeon looked at me an' he said that's your man! But I was framed Framed Framed I never did nothing But I was framed Framed Framed Then the public prosecutor started prosecutin' me That man wanted to find what was my pedigree He said "Where was you on the third of June 1963?" And then them cats with rubber hoses started givin' me the third degree But I was framed I never did nothing But I was framed Framed Framed Framed Framed Framed, I was framed Framed Framed Framed, I was framed Framed, I was framed Framed Framed Framed I never did nothing But I was framed