Can I get a light from you, Mr. Smith?
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And do you know where the party is?
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I've been walking a blue streak all night long
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And I'm tired of looking for a place to piss
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Can you tell me about yourself, Mr. Smith?
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Yeah, me, you can read like an open book
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I don't hide myself like some other people do
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When there's gristle in the meat, I just swallow and chew
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Chorus:
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Pleased to meet you, Mr. Smith,
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(And) do you know where the party is?
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Pleased to meet you, Mr. Smith,
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(And) do you know where the party is?
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Cast your eyes around, Mr. Smith
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Do you see that dog lying in the road?
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Coughin' up stuff from a pigeon that died
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Hit an eighteen wheeler on the 405
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Chorus repeat
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Do you know this neighborhood, Mr. Smith?
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Used to be someplace, sometime, somewhere
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People built it up from the dirt and dust,
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Loanin' out money from an Eastern trust
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Chorus repeat x2
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Mr. smith
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Stan Ridgway |