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Well I was standing at the junction
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Trying to kill some time
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She was sitting high on a bar stool
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Drinking some cheap red wine
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I asked how she was doing
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She said she was doing fine
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When she asked me for a cigarette
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I recognised the signs
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Well I knew just what she wanted
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And I swear it wasn't love
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She just needed something to keep her head above
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Hell and highwater
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Try and make it through the night
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Hell and highwater
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Sometimes it's hard to keep your head above
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Hell and highwater
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Sometimes it don't feel right
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Hell and highwater
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Well the girl's just trying to keep her head above
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Hell and highwater
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A rainy night at a station
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In an old half way hotel
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The kind of place to make you feel
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One stop away from hell
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Where the angels meet the drifters
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Where many strong men fell
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I asked her if she had a name
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She said call me Jezebel
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Well I knew just what she wanted
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And I swear it wasn't love
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She just needed something to keep her head above
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Hell and highwater
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Try and make it through the night
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Hell and highwater
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Sometimes it's hard to keep your head above
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Hell and highwater
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Sometimes it don't feel right
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Hell and highwater
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Well the girl's just trying to keep her head above
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Hell and highwater
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I picked up my suitcase
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I was heading for the door
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When a voice behind with a scarlet smile
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Said honey you'll be back for more
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I knew just what she wanted
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And I swear it wasn't love
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She just needed something to keep her head above
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Hell and highwater
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Try and make it through the night
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Hell and highwater
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Sometimes it's hard to keep your head above
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Hell and highwater
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Sometimes it don't feel right
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Hell and highwater
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Well the girl's just trying to keep her head above
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Hell and highwater
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Hell And Highwater
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| Joe Cocker |
