| When i came to the city i thought it’d be easy
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| Selling my ass came so naturally
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| Too many hot days and too much rich food
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| Couldn’t hide the facts if i’d own the proof
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| Back in california, i swam with the sharks
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| When you didn’t smell blood you’d go on a lark
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| Wasted away on that desert shore
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| Like my forebears before me in a foreign world
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| Coal is so black, and eggs are so white
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| Those stupid hicks, they sold off their birthright
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| Drawing the dozers on down to the line
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| Walked over the plains and said, «this is mine»
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| Can’t feel the love in a piece of cold steel
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| Met a young slip and told him to strip
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| You work for me now better get on the ship
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| Got to ride these boys hard when they’re on my time
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| Havanas aren’t free and nor is my ex-wife
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| From a downtown apartment on a friday night
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| The view’s not so good from behind the turnstile
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| So important and only half-done
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| If i could do it again, yeah
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| I’d get the fun
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| Can’t feel the love in a piece of cold steel |