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If you're feeling down depressed and lonely |
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I know a place where we can go |
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22 Acacia Avenue |
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Meet a lady that I know, so if you're looking for a good time |
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And you're prepared to pay the price |
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Fifteen quid is all she asks for, everybody's got their vice |
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If you're waiting for a long time for the rest to do their piece |
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You can tell her that you know me |
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And you might even get it free |
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So any time you're down the East End, don't you hesitate to go |
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You can take my honest word for it |
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She'll teach you more than you can know |
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Charlotte can't you get out from all this madness? |
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Can't you see it only brings you sadness? |
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When you entertain your men don't know the risk of getting disease |
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Some day when you're reach the age of forty |
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I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying |
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Nobody then will want to know |
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You won't have any beautiful wares to show, any more |
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22, the Avenue |
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That's the place where we all go |
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You will find it's warm inside |
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The red light's burning bright tonight |
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Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life |
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Don't you ever think about the bad times |
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Why do you have to live this way? |
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Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay? |
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Sometimes when your strolling down the avenue |
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The way you walk it make men think of having you |
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When you're walking down the street |
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Everybody stops and turns to stare at you |
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22, the Avenue |
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That's the place where we all go |
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You will find it's warm inside |
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The red light's burning bright tonight |
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Beat her, mistreat her, do anything that you please |
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Bite her, excite her, make her get down on her knees |
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Abuse her, misuse her, she can take all that you've got |
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Caress her, molest her, she always does what you want? |
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You're running away, don't you know what you're doing? |
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Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin? |
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Charlotte you've taken your life and you've thrown it away |
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You believe that because what you're earning? |
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Your life's good don't you know that it's hurting? |
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All the people that love you don't cast them aside |
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All the men that are constantly drooling |
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It's no life for you stop all that screwing |
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You're packing your bags, you're coming with me |
