| Ghetto hotel
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| Two dollars a day
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| How can you afford two dollars if you haven’t got no pay
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| Ghetto hotel
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| Watch the old men die
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| Drinking their white port makes a man want about to cry
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| Where were these men in their younger days
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| Did they have goals like you and me
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| It seems that they got lost, somewhere along the way
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| And now they’ll lose their minds and fall into decay
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| Ghetto hotel
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| Two dollars a day
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| How can you afford two dollars if you haven’t got no pay
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| Ghetto hotel
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| Women hangin' round
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| Sellin' their bodies, I say it sure does bring me down
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| Where were these girls in their younger days
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| I bet they was fine as they could be
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| But somehow they fell into this dirty, dirty jungle
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| And now they’re crawlin' on their knees
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| Ghetto hotel
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| Two dollars a day
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| How can you afford two dollars if you haven’t got no pay
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| Ghetto hotel
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| Little baby cryin'
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| Mama lyin' on the floor with a needle in her arm
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| We’ve got to look into the future
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| The child can’t make it on his own
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| We’ve got to make his world a place that is worth livin'
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| Maybe things will be better when he’s grown
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| We’ve got to look into the future
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| The child can’t make it on his own
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| We’ve got to make his world a place that is worth livin'
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| Maybe things will be better when he’s grown |