| That West Philly Jam
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| He won’t say what it is
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| Just what kind of trouble are they trying to get in
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| At this place called The Pit?
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| They think I’m already down
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| The van’s parked down the street
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| But I got beers in hand
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| I’m smoking some weed and then I’m going to sleep
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| I’m glad I didn’t go to The Pit
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| They all went and now they all look like shit
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| I’m glad I didn’t go to The Pit with Jimmy and his friend
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| Who kind of looked like Vince
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| Hanging with these crazy kids
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| They’re telling stories all night
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| And then arguing over who’s telling them best
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| And who’s telling them right
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| Then one has a plan
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| And the others fall in line
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| It’s this one place they go
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| They don’t let outsiders know
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| And they don’t speak of those times
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| I’m glad I didn’t go to The Pit
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| Those guys ain’t been the same since
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| I’m glad I didn’t go to The Pit with Jimmy and his friend
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| Who kind of looked like Vince
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| Dave got back at four A. M
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| And he said it was a weird situation
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| Said that I should see for myself
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| I said, «Maybe on another occasion»
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| And I don’t really know what they do at The Pit
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| But I heard a few allegations
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| I’m glad I didn’t go to The Pit
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| Those guys ain’t been the same since
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| I’m glad I didn’t go to The Pit with Jimmy and his friend
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| Who kind of looked like Vince
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| I’m glad I didn’t go to The Pit
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| I’m glad I didn’t go to The Pit
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| I’m glad I didn’t go to The Pit with Jimmy and his friend
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| Who kind of looked like Vince |