Baretta

Don't go to bed, with no price on your head
No, no, don't do it.
Don't do the crime, if you can't do the time,
Yeah, don't do it.
And keep your eye on the sparrow.
When the going gets narro.

Don't do it, don't do it.
Where can I go where the cold winds don't blow,
Now.
Well, well, well