| When you’re down
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| Kissin' the ground
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| And your friends downtown
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| Won’t even let you sleep on the floor anymore
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| When you’re holdin' up a cup
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| On a corner in the cold all night
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| You start to cry and wonder why
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| You’re doin' hard time
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| You’re doin' hard time, hard time
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| Even your soul ain’t got a dime
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| You’re doin' hard time, hard time
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| Outta luck, can’t make a buck
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| Try to run but you’re stuck
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| In the muck of your shattered life
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| Like a knife through your heart tears you apart
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| You got no one to hold but
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| Your memories through the night
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| And you can’t see the light
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| You’re doin' hard time
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| You’re doin' hard time, hard time
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| Even your soul ain’t got a dime
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| You’re doin' hard time, hard time
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| When you’re found they push you around
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| You got no one to hold but
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| Your memories through the night
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| You can’t see the light
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| You’re doin' hard time
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| You’re doin' hard time, hard time
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| Even your soul ain’t got a dime
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| You’re doin' hard time, hard time
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| When you’re found they push you around
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| You got no one to hold but
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| Your memories through the night
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| You can’t see the light |