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It was a cold december on 2nd ave and 6th st. |
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Too cold to think about anybody passing me |
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When I overheard 'I'm gonna tell you straight from the shoulder... |
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Boy... You better get running' |
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On the corner of 2nd and 6th and outta time, |
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With a cough, feeling lost and a bottle of cheap wine. |
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Just then I realized that I can't seem to understand |
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When I saw that guy heading for the dopeman. |
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It's just the same old story on the same old street |
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And it's just another worn down, worn out casualty |
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Of 2nd ave and 6th st. |
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On the corner of 2nd and 6th and feeling down |
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When I overheard 'I'm gonna take a gun and take you out' |
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Just then I realized that I can't seem to understand |
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How anyone can take the life of another man. |
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It's just the same old story on the same old street |
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And it's just another worn down, worn out casualty |
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Of 2nd ave and 6th st. |
