Prizefighter
The Bottom Dollars
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Well it's unfamiliar But I think we're fine Right on this corner By the street light Well I got the money And you've got the gun I know you're not trying To hurt anyone... Now that's buzz, kid And that ain't no lie We could make Detroit If we drive the night Just 263 miles to the west That ain't romantic It's just the present Holy smokes Me oh my This city living Well it's alright I got my cigar You got the light Let's hit the boardwalk and go get high Well I'll put my suit on And you grab that dress Now let's take a moment To freeze this second I'll grab my hammer but you cracked the glass Now I'll grab that pushbroom To clean up the sand Holy smokes Me oh my You know there darlin You're alright Just like a sitcom re-run at night And me, my darlin? I guess that I I'm like a prizefighter Stuck in the gym Just like a preacher Who forgot his hymns I'm a broken wire In your telephone calls Like these ticket stubs Taped to my walls Well holy smokes Me oh my Well I'll take you dancing Don't that sound nice? How bout some old jazz Or Dixieland? Come on now, baby Take my hand Holy smokes Me oh my! You know there Well I guess that I'll Put these gloves on One last time I'll put these gloves on One last time
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