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It's cold in the alley and it's cold upon the stair |
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And he's got to keep on running but he knows he'll never get there |
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The long night is cruel he can never go home |
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And he's out on the street and he's feeling so alone |
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Oh lord he is a desperate man |
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They've used him, abused him and fooled him again |
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Oh lord he is a desperate man |
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Oh lord he's a desperate man |
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Three kids between one and five and another on the way |
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And his poor little lovely she looked older every day |
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Thinks of all the chances that he lost upon the way |
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Opportunities have vanished like a needle in the hay |
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Oh lord he is a desperate man |
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They've used him, abused him and fooled him again |
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Oh lord he is a desperate man |
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Oh lord he's a desperate man |
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The street's running empty and it's getting so late |
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Your man stands in the shadows but how long can he wait? |
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Cold consolation in a cheap bottle of wine |
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And the future fades and withers as he slips further in decline |
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Oh lord he is a desperate man |
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They've used him, abused him and fooled him again |
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Oh lord he is a desperate man |
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Oh lord he's a desperate man |