I walked into this bar
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and the man refused;
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He said, "We don't serve strangers
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in blue suede shoes;
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We don't give credit, and
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We don't give way--
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We have to think about what the people might say..
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uh, you know what I mean..."
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I said, "Sure, man"
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Oh, he gave me a smile that was sickly and wet,
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And I offered him one of my cigarettes.
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He took it, afraid that he might appear rude,
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Then proceeded to sell me some second class food.
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Nice guy - meet 'em everywhere.. .
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He said, "My oh my, I have suffered too long,
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And this cigarette seems to be very strong;
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I don't make the rules
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I just get what I take
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And I guess every rule was made to break.
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You can take what you like, it won't hurt me
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Cause I¡¯m just working for the company."
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From the green cigarette, He took a long drag,
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And said, "I think I'll pick my travelling bag.
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I¡¯m tired of cheating, and wasting my head
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And filling the boss's bags with bread.
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I want to get out in the sun and rain,
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And feel the wind on on skin again;
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The world is large, and I've got time yet.
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And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette..
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Thank you very much."
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"You know, I feel like a new man
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Yes I do, I don't know why;
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I¡¯d just like to say
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Thank you very much(indeed)
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It's a beautiful day
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I think I'll be on my way (right away)
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I'd just like to say
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Thank you very much.
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Yes, I'm getting the hell out of here
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Yes, I am - bye, bye.
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That's the end of the message
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Thank you very much.
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Bye bye...
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Stranger In Blue Suede Shoes
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| Kevin Ayers |
