| Man came to the door, I say 'for whom were you lookin'? |
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| Says 'your wife', I say 'she's busy in the kitchen cookin''
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| Po' boy, where you been?
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| Already told you, won’t tell you again
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| I say 'how much you want for that, I’ll go into the store'
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| Man says 'three dollars' 'all right', I say, 'will you take four? |
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| Po' boy, never say die
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| Things will be all right, by and by
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| Workin' like in a main line, workin' like the devil
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| The game is the same it’s just upon another level
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| Po' boy, dressed in black
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| Police at your back
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| Po' boy in a red hot town
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| Out beyond the twinklin' stars
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| Ridin' first class train
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| Makin' the rounds
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| Try to keep from fallin' between the cars
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| Othello told desdemona I’m cold, cover me with a blanket
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| By the way, what happened to that poisoned wine?
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| She said I gave it to you, you drank it
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| Po' boy, layin' 'em straight
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| Pickin' up the cherries fallin' off the plate
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| Time and love has branded me with it’s claws
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| Had to go to florida, dodgin' them georgia laws
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| Po' boy in the hotel called the palace of gloom
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| Called down to room service, says 'send up a room'
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| My mother was the daughter of a wealthy farmer
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| My father was a traveling salesman, I never met him
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| When my mother died my uncle took me in to run a funeral parlor
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| He did a lot of nice things for me and I won’t forget him
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| All I know is that I’m thrilled by your kiss
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| I don’t know any more than this
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| Po' boy, pickin' up sticks
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| Build you a house out of mortar and bricks
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| Knockin' on the door, I say 'who is it, where you from? |
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| Man say 'freddie', I say 'freddie who? |
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| He say 'freddie or not, here I come'
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| Po' boy 'neath the stars that shine
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| Washin' them dishes, feedin' them swine |