JUST LIKE TOM THUMB'S BLUES (Bob Dylan)
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When you're lost in the rain, in Juarez, and it's Eastertime too
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When your gravity fails, and negativity don't pull you through
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Don't put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
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They've got some hungry women there and they'll really make a mess out of you
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If you see Saint Annie, please tell her thanks a lot
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I cannot move and my fingers, are all in a knot
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I don't have the strength to get up and take another shot
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And my best friend, my doctor, won't even tell me what it is I've got
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Sweet Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloom
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She speaks good English, and she invites you up into her room
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And you're so kind and careful not to go to her too soon
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And she takes your voice, and leaves you howling at the moon
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Up on housing project hill, it's either fortune or fame
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You must pick one or the other, though neither of them ought to be what they claim
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And if you're lookin' to get silly, you better go back to from where you came
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Cause the cops don't need you, and man, they expect the same
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Now all the authorities, they just stand around and boast
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How they blackmailed the sergeant at arms into leaving his post
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And picking up Angel, who just arrived here from the coast
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Who looked so fine at first, but left looking just like a ghost
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I started out on burgundy, but soon hit the harder stuff
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Everybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got rough
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But the joke was one me, there was nobody even there to even bluff
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I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough