| Clerks at the hotels don’t take a chance
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| Rooms for three dollars pay in advance
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| Sleep on a mattress, you might get a sheet
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| But you’d be surprised at the people you meet
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| Telling their tales of trouble and woe
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| 'Bout how they got down here to skid row
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| Minnie the moocher begging for dimes
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| Her life has fallen on difficult times
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| She was a teacher, got strung out on crack
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| Went out so far 'til she never got back
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| When she started teaching, she didn’t know
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| 'Bout the school of hard knocks down on skid row
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| Willie the wino, now ain’t it a shame
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| Sleeping in doorways, he don’t know his name
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| Was a surgical doctor, the top of his class
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| 'Til he started finding his nerve in a glass
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| A little nip now and then began to grow and grow
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| He’s a missing physician on skid row
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| Skid row, anywhere USA
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| You can find them there
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| Lost sheep who have gone astray
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| We gotta lift them up in prayer
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| Oh…
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| Ooh…
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| Larry and Lisa, three kids and all
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| Nowhere to go and no one to call
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| Larry was working, he was laid off
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| Lived in a house that wasn’t paid off
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| Went into foreclosure and they had to go
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| Now they live on the streets down on skid row
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| Well, well, skid row, anywhere USA
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| You can find them there
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| The numbers growing higher everyday
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| We gotta show them somebody cares
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| Well, skid row, anywhere USA
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| You can find them there
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| Lost sheep who have gone astray
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| We gotta lift them up in prayer… |