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I ask my baby for a nickel |
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She gave me a twenty dollar bill |
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I ask her for a drink of whiskey |
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And she gave me a liquor still |
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Whoa, yeah yeah yeah |
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What can a poor boy do |
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Ain't it hard, ain't it hard |
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When you have to live the blues |
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I call my baby on the telephone |
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She said come on over stevie i'm all alone |
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I said i can't get my car started mama |
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Whoa, yeah |
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What can a poor boy do |
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When he has to live the blues |
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And while my baby's makin' it with my best friend |
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I know i'm being used, yeah yeah yeah |
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Lord have mercy |
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Lord have mercy on me |
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Lord have mercy |
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Lord have mercy on me, yeah |
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I'm tryin' to find my babe |
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Won't somebody please, yeah yeah |
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Won't somebody please bring her home to me |
