| I looked through every barroom
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| And I searched from coast to coast
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| You were scarce as low-cost housing
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| Baby when I needed you most
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| And where were you baby, when my heart went out?
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| You left me ba___by, in all this darkness and doubt
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| Now I peeked through fancy boudoirs
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| And I peeked through window grates
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| I only saw Republicans, romancing Southern states
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| And where were you baby, when my heart went out?
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| You left me ba___by, in all this darkness and doubt
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| Now I tried to replace you with a streetwalker named Desire
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| But prices up so high, hell I couldn’t afford to try her
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| It takes you my baby, baby, baby — to put my body out
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| You left me baby, in all___ this darkness and doubt
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| But tonight I think I’m gonna take some good advice
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| I’m gonna look around and find somebody that’s a really nice
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| Well perhaps a banker’s daughter and if her Papa’s a cuss
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| Well I hope to do to her what her Papa does to us
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| And we’ll have fancy shack and a fancy Cadillac
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| And she’ll be studying to be, a nymphomaniac
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| And we’ll have a little rye and we’ll play a little gin
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| We’ll have another rye and we’ll play another gin
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| And then we’ll have another rye just to get a little glow
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| Have another rye just to make the conversation flow
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| And then we’ll have another rye and we’ll play a little gin
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| We’ll have another rye and we’ll tune some music in
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| And then we’ll have another gin… And we’ll play a little rye…
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| And we’ll suddenly realize that we’re getting kind of high
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| And so we’ll turn the lights down low… To keep the bulbs from getting hot
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| And we’ll play a little game called. |
| «Yes?»… «No!»…
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| Why not?
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| But tonight I think I’m gonna find me something swell
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| So I can wake up in the morning… Miserable as hell
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| Now when butter costs a dollar, bread costs more than cake
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| Come back soon cause, babe, think of what a gal like you could make
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| Yes come back baby, baby, baby — don’t ever say that we’re through
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| Cos this time, pretty baby. |
| I’d like to walk right out on you! |