| It’s a beggar’s life, said the Queen of Spain
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| But don’t tell it to a poor man
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| 'Cause he’s got to kill for every thrill
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| The best he can
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| Said everywhere around me I see jealousy and mayhem
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| Because no men have
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| Their peace of mind to carry them
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| I ain’t got the heart
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| To lose another’s fight
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| So until my ship comes in
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| I’ll live night by night
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| The joker tried to tell me I could cut it in this rube town
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| When he tried to hang that sign on me
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| I said take it down
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| When the dawn patrol, got to tell you twice
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| They don’t do it with a shotgun
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| Said, I’m cashing in this ten-cent life
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| For another one
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| I don’t really care
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| If it’s wrong or if it’s right
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| But until my ship comes in
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| I’ll live night by night
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| Well, I don’t really care
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| If it’s wrong or if it’s right
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| But until my ship comes in
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| I’ll live night by night
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| Night by night |