| Thirty days, Lord, and thirty nights
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| I’m coming home on an airplane flight
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| Mama waiting at the ticket line
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| Tell me son, why do you stand there cryin'?
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| It was the needle and the spoon
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| And a trip to the moon
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| Took me away
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| Took me away
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| I’ve been feeling so sick inside
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| Got to get better, Lord, before I die
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| Some doctors couldn’t help my head, they said
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| You’d better quit, son, before you’re dead
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| Quit the needle, quit the spoon
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| Quit the trip to the moon
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| They gonna take you away
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| Lord, they gonna take you away
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| It was the needle and the spoon
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| I’ve seen a lot of people who thought they were cool
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| But then again, Lord, I’ve seen a lot of fools
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| I hope you people, Lord, can hear what I say
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| You’ll have your chance to hit it some day
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| Don’t mess with a needle or a spoon
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| Or a trip to the moon
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| They’ll take you away
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| Lord, their gonna bury you boy
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| Don’t mess with the needle
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| Now I know, I know, I know, I know, I know |