| I got my suit on
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| I got my boot on
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| I’m goin' down that stairway
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| Gotta put my glove on
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| If I get some blood on
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| My sneakers I don’t care
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| Hey man, I got my ludes
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| I’m in the mood
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| They look so lovely and pale
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| When they kiss the third rail
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| And they won’t step lively anymore
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| Deep in the heart of you
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| A terror grows (know it, know it)
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| I see it in your eyes
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| It shows (know it, know it)
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| You watch me walk from car to car
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| What the hell am I looking for
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| I’m gonna check it out
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| I’m gonna shake it up
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| I want a transit cop
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| To try and break it up
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| You got a wimpy face
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| And if this train gets stuck
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| You better say a prayer
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| 'Cause man you’re outta luck
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| Oh, I take the B train
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| I take the D train
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| I take the one that’s jammed up tight
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| I take the purses
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| I see some nurses
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| They think they’re oh so prim and white
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| I’d like to dirty up
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| Their little skirties up
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| They look so lovely and pale
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| When they kiss the third rail
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| And they won’t step lively anymore
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| Deep in the heart of you
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| A feeling grows (you've had it, had it)
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| I see it in your eyes
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| I know (you've had it, had it)
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| By God this blade is razor sharp
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| Do you know how to play a harp
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| I think your numbers up
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| I see you on the slab
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| You had the money jack
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| You shoulda took a cab
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| It’s been a pleasure sir
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| And you were so polite
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| I’ll tell your family
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| You won’t be home tonight, ooh
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| I got my suit on yeah
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| I got my boot on yeah
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| I’m goin' down that stairway
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| Gotta put my glove on yeah
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| I get some blood on yeah
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| My sneakers I don’t care
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| I got my ludes
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| I’m in the mood
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| They look so lovely and pale
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| When they kiss the third rail
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| And they won’t step lively anymore
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| Aaaaarrrhhhhh |