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"do you smoke opium?" he saidas he opened my wallet on the streetplease god please can you breathe just a little softer
It's hard enough to stand up straight cause I'm beatdon't call your girlfriend on the phonethere's lots of other numbers you can useget this dial tone off melet's go out and get some coffeecaffeine will make you less and less confused
I didn't want to be Chinese
I just ended up in this part of town
I'm an entertainerand I will try to make you sanerat least turn your frown upside downhere take a look upon my face
It's dark, I know you can't see at allbut try and take some noticeat least try and focusor else your going to stumble or even fall
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Sthere's one man coming from the south landjust off the new fixthe sleeve tricksstrike it up if judah sticksthe brass bandhold handsright across the new landhave an ancient pay your rentat least conceal your identitycause it's cheaper when it's freethe warble in the purpleand the bubble's in trouble again
I heard there was a murder just upstairs
I saw the graffiti on the vanthe tears on her cheekthey were as clean as a squeeka crack in the window and they ranplease let me hold you by the belt the fall is at leastthree stories down
It's easier I swearcomb your teeth and brush your haira few flights of steps and we're into town"do you smoke opium?" he saidas he offered the back seat of a cab
If you have no quidthen don't you even make a biddon't worry I'll just put it on your tabthe yellow of the hood began to roarand the seat became soft or so it seemedjust press it to your skinand let the fun beginthe music in your throat will make you scream
CHORUS
You don't know me but I'm famousyou might even like me given a chance
I'm nervous and I'm shaking
I'm toasted and I'm still bakingfrom this drug that gives this evening such romance"do you smoke opium?" he saidas we walked into the early morning graywith my hand upon his sleevebefore I took my leave
I said "no and now I'll be on my way."...
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