| City streets and rolling cars
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| The only sound you can hear
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| But you know you might be wrong
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| Just look right over here
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| Back up against the wall
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| Hands on the bottle
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| You’re gonna walk on by
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| Then he cries you gotta, gotta, gotta
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| Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
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| Take that sinner boy home
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| Wrap him up, keep him warm
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| He won’t do no harm
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| Take him home right away
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| He’s got no place to stay
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| Let him walk right inside your home
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| Go on and ask him his name
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| Let him try and explain
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| What in the world done him wrong
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| Tell the man, lift him up
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| Take away the paper cup
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| One more inside him won’t do him no good
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| Sinner boy
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| Take that sinner boy home
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| Wrap him up, keep him warm
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| He won’t do no harm
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| Take him home right away
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| He’s got no place to stay
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| Let him walk right inside your home
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| Take that sinner boy home
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| Wrap him up, keep him warm
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| He won’t do you, he won’t do you no harm |