| I was born on the streets of New York City
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| Where growin' up was easy just the same
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| I didn’t know what I had
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| And I didn’t know what I was missing
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| 'Til I met Little Lai and he showed me the way
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| Bert wouldn’t tell me anything
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| Even when I’d asked him everything
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| Baby look inside
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| For Little Lai you cannot hide
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| And for a couple of days we’ll take it all in stride
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| Little Lai had a business proposition
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| And he knew that I wouldn’t say no
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| He took me into the glow of the cabana
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| And he asked all the ladies to go
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| He used a key the kind I’d never seen
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| And the box opened up in the light
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| Lai assured me that the deal was good
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| And that the ladies were the rest of the night
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| Bert wouldn’t tell me anything
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| Even when I’d asked him everything
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| Baby look inside
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| For Little Lai you cannot hide
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| And for a couple of days we’ll take it all in stride
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| Baby look inside
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| For Little Lai you cannot hide
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| And for a couple of days we’ll take it all in stride
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| Little Lai was on a path of self-destruction
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| All the fun he had had was just a game
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| He didn’t know where he was
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| And he didn’t know where he was going
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| Last I saw Little Lai he was boarding the train
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| Bert wouldn’t tell me anything
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| Even when I’d asked him everything
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| Baby look inside
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| For Little Lai you cannot hide
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| And for a couple of days we’ll take it all in stride |