| Thirty days, lord and thirty nights
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| I’m comin' home on an airplane flight
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| Mama waitin' at the ticket line
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| Tell me son why do you stand there cryin'
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| (chorus)
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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, took me away
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| I’ve been feelin' so sick and tired
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| Got to get better, lord before I die
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| Seven doctors couldn’t help my head, they said
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| You better quit, son before your dead
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| (chorus)
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| Quit the needle. |
| Quit the spoon
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| Quit the trip to the moon
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| We gonna take you away. |
| Lord, we gonna take you away
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| (spoken)
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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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| Well, 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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| (chorus)
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| Don’t mess with the needle or a spoon
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| Or any trip to the moon
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| It’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… |