Hospitality - Friends of Friends
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I don''t wanna go
Down to 14th street
In old New York
I''d rather be home
Find it''s all the same
Crowded bars and planes
New Amsterdam and tall rich men
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March is cold
And your girlfriend''s coming home
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But you''ve got
Friends that are new friends
And friends that are old friends
And friends looking out
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Got a cheap dress on
With a wrinkled sleeve
My hat and glove
My money please
Oh and March is cold
Feel the burnt black air
I''d rather be home
My president''s there
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When I call, you don''t pick up anymore
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But I''ve got
Friends that are new friends
And friends that are old friends
And friends looking out
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When I call, you don''t pick up anymore
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But I''ve got
Friends that are new friends
And friends that are old friends
And friends looking out
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