Get up Dear Watson, don't pretend you're sick.
We've got crimes to solve and clues to pick.
We can't just lie around all day
We've got to get going and be on our way.

We've a new case out on the moors,
Where a big black hound is harassing the whore
They say it's near the Baskerville's
Some good old boys up in the hills
We'll solve this case, I'm sure it's as plain,
As upon the plain rain falls in Spain.

What we have to do in this situation,
Is try to retain our reputation.
We'll interview them all one by one,
This will be a lot of fun.

We'll question them upon their bed,
Maybe a clue (or something else) will rear its head.
And perhaps, in all our zeal,
We can cop a little feel.

Stop thinking that, it's too degrading.
Let's get started, not keep them waiting...


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