| Sunken-eyed girl in the sandwich shop
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| Ladle my soup from the kettle pot, so
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| Swoony my self with the smolder looks
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| Parsing that gaze for the right intention
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| Sunken-eyed girl don’t let me go
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| You’re the whole world and you barely know so
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| You are the drinks I drink and keep drinking and
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| Fall down stumble
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| All of the things I think and keep thinking and
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| Lay down tremble
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| All
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| These tears are bound to fall
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| Sunken-eyed girl on the Ludlow Street
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| Junkieland once but they swept it up, so
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| Sing in my mind, singing you’re so sweet
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| I need a bundle of dope just to numb it out and I’m
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| Feeling so good that it hurts my skin
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| Feeling so good I could do myself in
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| You are the drinks I drink and keep drinking and
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| Wake up tremble
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| All of the blinks I blink and keep blinking and
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| Fall down stumble
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| I’m
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| No prize for you
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| No trophy too
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| Keep walking through
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| And I’m
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| Not worth a dime
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| I’ll drag you down
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| Don’t waste your time
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| Sunken-eyed girl on Delancey Street
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| Bulletproof glass in the KFC to
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| Keep the man safe in his paper hat
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| Keep the wrong hands off the biscuit fortune |