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Well the night that was high, we got into town |
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Was the night of the rain, that froze on the ground |
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Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune |
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Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon |
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Well I stepped inside, and slipped by the door |
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While a dark girl sang, and played the guitar |
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There was hookers, and hustlers, they filled up the room |
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I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon |
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There's whiskey, and bad cocaine |
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Poison get you just the same |
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And if that -- that don't -- kill you soon |
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The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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Well I pawned my watch, and sold my ring |
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Just to hear that girl singing, yeah, yeah |
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I don't care who, you can wake up ruined |
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You can lose it all down at the Spanish Moon |
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There's whiskey, and bad cocaine |
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Poison get you just the same |
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And if that - that don't - kill you soon |
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The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
