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Ten years in the jailer's eye |
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An' I'm thinkin' 'bout my baby, looking at my life go by |
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Falling in the streets, I'm broke |
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An' I'm laughing at the poor man, talking to the blind man |
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See the lady in the street car lights |
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Got a whole lot to lose |
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Television and the red, red wine |
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So won't you tell me, won't you tell me the truth? |
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Are you old enough? Are you old enough? |
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Are you old enough? Are you old enough? |
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Are you old enough? ooh, ooh |
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Are you old enough? oh, oh |
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Time goes and here we stand |
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Laughing at the side show, sinking in the quick sand |
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The other side of another world |
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Scratch my back, go the colored girls, yeah, oh yeah |
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I just wanted to kiss someone |
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I got the moondog blues |
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You just happened to be standing there |
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So won't you tell me, won't you tell me the truth? |
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Are you old enough? Are you old enough? |
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Are you old enough? Are you old enough? |
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Are you old enough? ooh, ooh |
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Are you old enough? oh, oh |
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See the lady in the street car lights |
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Got a whole lot to lose |
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Television and the red red wine |
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So won't you tell me, won't you tell me the truth? |
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Are you old enough? Are you old enough? |
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Are you old enough? Are you old enough? |
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Are you old enough? ooh, ooh |
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Are you old enough? oh, oh |
