| Jennie lost her job on labour day
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| She looks so disconnected but she’s really afraid
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| Ma-ma-monies gonna fade away
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| She says «oooh ooh oh, what a crying shame»
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| Louie’s on the corner reading resumes
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| He found them in alley by the fire escape
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| The letter in his pocket it says? |
| anything?
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| Oooh ooh oh, what a crying shame
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| Don’t give me your hand
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| (Don't give me your hand)
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| As an alibi
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| You call me misery
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| I call you civilized
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| No use in talkin to me
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| What a crying shame
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| Martha watches movie shows on the television
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| She says she’s into justice but she’s really afraid
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| Sometimes its a dollar for the man outside the mission
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| She says «Oooh ooh oh, what a crying shame»
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| Here I stand
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| Memorizing zeroes
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| Staring at the ivory glass
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| Behind the hurricane
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| One gold coin in the bottom
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| Lost and lonely
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| Maybe its a treasure
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| Maybe its? |
| ugly?
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| But maybe its a symbol of me
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| Woooh ooh oh what a crying
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| Woooh ooh oh what a crying
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| Woooh ooh oh what a crying shame
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| Don’t give me your hand
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| (Don't give me your hand)
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| As an alibi
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| You call me misery
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| I call you civilized
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| No use in talkin to me
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| What a crying shame
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| Sometimes its a dollar for the man outside the mission
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| Sometimes its a fleeting note of social decay
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| Most of the time its just peripheral vision
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| Oooh ooh oh, what a crying shame
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| Don’t give me your hand
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| (Don't give me your hand)
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| As an alibi
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| You call me misery
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| I call you civilized
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| No use in talkin to me
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| What a crying shame
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| Well don’t give me your hand
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| (Don't give me your hand)
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| As an alibi
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| You call me misery
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| I call you civilized
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| No use in talkin to me
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| What a crying shame |