| Lisa likes brandy and the way it hits her lips
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| She’s a rock 'n' roll survivor with pendulum hips
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| She’s got deep brown eyes
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| That’ve seen it all
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| Working at a nightclub that was called The Avenue
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| The bar men used to call her «Little Lisa, Loney Tunes»
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| She went down on almost anyone
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| From the hard time living 'til the Chelsea days
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| From when her hair was sweet blonde 'til the day it turned gray
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| She said:
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| You’ve got more than money and sense, my friend
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| You’ve got heart and you’re going your own way
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| What you don’t have now will come back again
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| You’ve got heart and you’re going your own way
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| Some people wear their history like a map on their face
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| And Joey was an artist just living out of case
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| But his best work was his letters home
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| Extended works of fiction about imaginary success
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| The chorus girls in neon were his closest things to friends
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| But to a writer, the truth is no big deal
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| From the hard time living to the sleepless nights
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| And the black and blue body from the weekend fights
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| He’d say:
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| You’ve got more than money and sense, my friend
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| You’ve got heart and you’re going your own way
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| What you don’t have now will come back again
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| You’ve got heart and you’re going your own way
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| On my last night on earth, I want to look to the sky
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| Just breathe in the air and blink in the light
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| On my last night on earth, I’ll pay a high price
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| To have no regrets and be done with my life
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| You’ve got more than money and sense, my friend
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| You’ve got heart and you’re going your own way
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| What you don’t have now will come back again
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| You’ve got heart and you’re going your own way |