All right people
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Step right up
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Don't be afraid to throw that change...
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Me and my buddy are going to play you a tune
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Goes something like this
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I got a friend that lives in the city, in New York City
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He puts a brown bag under his arm
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Walks down the street till he gets to big box
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Crawls inside and has a seat in a cardboard box in the city
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New York City and Stop.
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2 3 4
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He always finds the cheap wine
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It's liquid heat but it make a meal
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Finally takes a drink and shakes his head
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No life's not pretty in the city, New York City
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Life's ladder is so hard to climb
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So want cha spare a moment of your time
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I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
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Hey mister can you spare a dime?
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Well I'm standing on the edge of insanity
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Looking over the edge
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Things look greener on the other side
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Sit around and worry about things
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Wonder why till I literally brake down and cry
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And it seems if though I've reached out
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And slapped the world on the balls
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Grabbed it by the throat
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And slammed it up against the wall
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Life's ladder is so hard to climb
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So want cha spare a moment of your time
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I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
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Hey mister can you spare a dime?
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Take it on back to Georgia boys... Heah
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Mr Worley...
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So if your looking down on me and don't like what you see
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I've been around a time or two and I'll make a fool of you
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And so what if I reached out and slapped the world on the balls
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Grab me by the throat and slam me up against the wall...
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Life's ladder is so hard to climb
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So want cha spare a moment of your time
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I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
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Hey mister ...Hey Mister
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Life's ladder is so hard to climb
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So want cha spare a moment of your time
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I'll do a dance or sing you a rhyme and say
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Hey mister ...Hey Mister ...Hey Mister
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Can you space a dime
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Give it up
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Mister Can You Spare A Dime
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| Jackyl |
