I was standing on the corner
Of the Bleecker and
Come on baby
Let me take you by your hand
Ah come
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This old world may never change
The way it's been
And all
Well if I'd have wings
Like Noah’s dove
Will I fly
I woke up this morning
With an aching pain deep down
I
You waltz in here
With a handful of gimme
A mouthful
You've gotta walk that lonesome valley
You've gotta walk it
Mississippi train
Take my baby now she's gone
Mississippi train
Take
I say cocaine
Cocaine
Runnin’ round your heart
Runnin’ round your brain
Yeah
I burned my fingers on the coffee pot
Toast was
You know too many people
Too many times
Keep complainin' too much
Raindrops falling on a roof of tin
Oh bad news
Roof keeps
This old world may never changeThe way it's beenAnd all
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