I'm tired, so tired I can hardly stand,
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I can't breathe in the air in this city tonight.
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It's taken everything I had to give
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And now I just want to get out of here.
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But I won't be sorry if you won't be
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And I don't want your pity or your sympathy.
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But for forty-five dollars I can make it,
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You wait and see.
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He came from Miami to start out again.
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To leave him was easy, I did it all the time.
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He said that he loved me and he wanted a child,
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If he opened his mouth, he was telling you lies.
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But I won't be sorry if you won't be
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And I don't want your pity or your sympathy.
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But for thirty-five dollars I can make it,
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You wait and see.
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I was an actress, a girl in the Chorus
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On Broadway I danced for a Kennedy.
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They know me in London and they know me in Paris,
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I'm only talkin' 'cause you looked like you needed a friend.
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But I won't be sorry if you won't be
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And I don't want your pity or your sympathy.
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But for twenty-five dollars I'm half-way
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To Miami.
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Conversation On A Barstool
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| Marianne Faithfull |
