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JUNKIE GIRL
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In the good old bad part of this college town
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Men in business suits they run you down
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You take their money just like you take mine
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You send it bubbling down the thin blue line
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It doesn't matter how it got this way
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'Cause we could make it through this thing together
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I know you're laughing but I got to say
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Now I still want you maybe more than ever
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No fooling it's a fucked up world
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So be cool my little junkie girl
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The cops are out to shut the district down
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I comb the ruins of your stomping grounds
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Stanyan Street looking like that third world war
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You come up blazing like an open sore
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Now I believe you but I got to know
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How come the right side of your brain is hurting
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So take me with you baby when you go
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Through to the white side of your China curtain
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No fooling it's a fucked up world
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So be cool my little junkie girl
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In the good old bad part of this college town
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Men in grey limousines will drive you down
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You take their money just like you take mine
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Where does it get you on that thin blue line
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Now I can hardly hear you anymore
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Your eyes are empty and your voice is hollow
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I see you waving from a distant shore
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And where you're going I don't dare to follow
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No fooling that's another world
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Good luck my little junkie girl
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JUNKIE GIRL
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| Steely Dan |
