Baby woke up nervous
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She was sweating from the steam heat
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She kicked off the covers
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Fever burning bright, paranoia night
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Five alarm alert repeats
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This city never beats you
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But it buries you so deep
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'Cause there ain't no love,
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Ain't no love on the street
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Baby's breathing deeply
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She's listening to her heart beat
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She walks into the kitchen
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Dishes in the sink
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Doesn't even matter
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Maybe read a magazine
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And the colored girls go
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Whoop-de-doop-de-doop-de-doop-
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Doop-de-doop-de-doop
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'Cause there ain't no love,
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Ain't no love on the street
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Baby needs a frame of reference
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Some other place to go
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An all night launderette
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Light a cigarette
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Jump an usherette
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Babe's an all night diner
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She's got a trucker's appetite
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'Cause there ain't ain't no love,
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Ain't no love on the street
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No Love On The Street
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| Joe Bonamassa |
