New York City was a stich in time
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When I stood all I could of LA
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Patchin' up the pieces of my tangled mind
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Diggin' somethin' different every day, yeah.
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Soon as I was better I was movin' on
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Gettin' it together, gettin' good and gone
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And by (gettin' by) high (good and high)
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And strange (gonna get some strange.)
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New ain't nothin' but a state of mind
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Keeps a man from missin' what he left behind
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I'll take anything that I can find
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Anyhow, anywhere, anyway, anytime.
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I'll keep livin' till the day I die
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As long as I can get it up for one more try
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Gettin' by (gettin' by) high (good and high)
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And strange (gonna get some strange.)
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Gettin' By, High And Strange
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| Kris Kristofferson |
