| Take it from me it’s a mystery, where all my money goes
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| How I make it week to week, only God almighty knows
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| Tonight’s the night, I make it right, I’m fixin' to go into town
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| Buy all the drinks, kiss all the girls, spread my charming self around
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| Tonight I wanna rock and roll my baby, maybe dance a dance or two with yours
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| Crowd up to the bar and order whiskey then I want to hang out till they close
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| the doors
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| Tonight my soul is young and wild and frisky
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| I can’t stop this urge I’ve got to laugh
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| Now if you find my attitude offensive, well honey that’s just too damn bad
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| Well I’ve seen it in the papers, how Jerry Jeff is getting old
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| He’s an aging desperado, too old now to rock and roll
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| Well at least I know I was one, not a writer talkin' to the wall
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| In fact I want it written down here, I lived long enough to do it all
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| I’ll get to feeling so damn good, I’ll have to have a new tattoo
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| I’ll catch a cab and go uptown and get some new taps put on my shoes
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| I have to go to Antone’s joint to get right inside some funky blues |
| Then wind up dancing at the Spoke and sittin' in 'til way past two |