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Back on the corner |
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I'm singing the blues |
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I can see my reflection |
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In the shine of your shoes |
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Like Momma used to say |
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No news is good news |
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And I'm back on the corner again |
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Back on the corner |
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Got my seeing eye dog |
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He's blind as justice |
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Hungry as a hog |
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Feel like a prince |
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But I look like a frog |
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And I'm back on the corner again |
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Back on the corner |
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Pitching pennies and dimes |
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Hell, I don't even know |
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How I got here this time |
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Singing for my supper |
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At 12th Street and |
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VineAnd I'm back on the corner again |
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Used to take seven pills |
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Just to get up in the morning |
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From seven different doctors |
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With seven different warnings |
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I'd call 'em up to say |
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I'm coming apart |
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They'd say call us back when the fireworks start |
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Well, I lost my address |
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I lost my wife |
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I lost my children |
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I lost my knife |
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But if you trifle with me |
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It's my life against your life |
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Back on the corner again |
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I'm backBack on the corner |
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Something's sticking in my craw |
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How come everything |
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I doIs up against the law? |
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You can't arrest a man, can you |
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Trying to break his own fall? |
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Back on the corner again |
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Back on the corner |
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Got a pigeon for a friend |
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He said he'd come to see me |
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But he did not say when |
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One of these days |
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Gonna fly back home and then |
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Back on the corner again |
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Every long, drawn step it took to get me here |
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Was full of best intentions |
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Bright hopes and good cheer |
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With dreams made out of silk |
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Lined with silver and gold |
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Too beautiful to mention |
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Too heavy to ever hold |
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Well, I'm back on the corner |
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With the pimps and the whores |
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Least I know what they're standing here for |
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She smiles, tips me a dollar |
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And I play her one more |
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Back on the corner again, that's right |
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Back on the corner again |
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Back on the corner again |
