"Do it on the microphone, thank you, Gerald" (you have to turn it up way loud to hear this)
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Sitting here is really bringing me down
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I think I'll get up and go downtown
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Have a drink and maybe look up a friend
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To talk the hours away and hope the night will never end.
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Look in my pockets to see what I've got
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I count my money, I don't have a lot
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The situation is always the same
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I've got to get out of here, this place is driving me insane.
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Hold on, I'm getting the new street blues.
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About a year ago, I knocked on this door
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I asked my friend if I could sleep on the floor
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He took me in, said I was welcome to stay
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I told him then that I was going to pay him back someday.
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He took me in and all he asked was a song
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It didn't sound me when I knew it was wrong
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It got so bad that we were drunk every night
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And I'd pretend that come tomorrow night things would be alright.
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Hold on, I'm getting the new street blues.
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Sitting here is really bringing me down
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I think I'll get up and go downtown
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Have a drink and maybe look up a friend
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To talk the hours away and hope the night will never end.
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Look in my pockets to see what I've got
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I count my money, I don't have a lot
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The situation is always the same
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I've got to get out of here, this place is driving me insane.
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Hold on, I'm getting the new street blues.
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Electric Guitar: Roger Brown
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Keyboards: Tom Parker
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Bass: Gary Taylor
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Drums: Henry Spinetti
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Lead Vocals: Gerry Rafferty
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Backing Vocals: Gerry Rafferty / Joe Egan
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New Street Blues
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| Gerry Rafferty |
