| Let’s go down to the Sunset Grill
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| We can watch the working girls go by
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| Watch the basket people walk around and mumble
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| Stare out at the auburn sky
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| There’s an old man there from the old world
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| To him, it’s all the same
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| Calls all his customers by name
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| You see a lot more meanness in the city
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| It’s the kind that eats you up inside
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| Hard to come away with anything that feels like dignity
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| Hard to get home with any pride
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| These days a man makes you somethin'
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| And you never see his face
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| But there is no hiding place
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| Respectable little murders pay
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| They get more respectable every day
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| Don’t worry, girl
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| I’m gonna stick by you
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| And someday soon
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| We’re gonna get in that car
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| And get outta here
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| Let’s go down to the Sunset Grill
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| Watch the working girls go by
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| Watch the basket people walk around and mumble
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| Gaze out at the auburn sky
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| Maybe we’ll leave come springtime
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| Meanwhile, have another beer
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| What would we do without all these jerks anyway?
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| Besides, all our friends are here
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| Down at the Sunset Grill
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| Down at the Sunset Grill |