I broke into the bank on Sunday,
You should see the
They're buildin' the gallows outside my cell.
I got 25 minutes
I've got a couple more years on you, baby...that's all.
I've
She was dancin' when I seen her, in a Mexican
In the Granville Greyhound station in the lightly drizzlin' rain
Sittin'
Now, listen to me, folks...
Hear what I say.
You got to
Now a friend of mine, way back in Chicago --
You
Beware of lovers, who close their eyes
They could be hiding
Many dark and dreary days have gone and passed me
In a pad with no heat, up on Sullivan Street,
The
Second Street and Broadway
Sittin' in a doorway
Head held in his
Oh, the changin' of the seasons
It's a pretty thing to
The moon, she is a pretty girl
Who lives up in
I'm eatin' cornflakes with sugar and teardops
Since the milkman run
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight,
Hey, Elaine, you're
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