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Don't leave me this way
Said to my woman just the other day,
“how come the only thing you blow is my pay?"
It ain’t enough for me to buy you a car,
now you want me to hock my Goddamn guitar!
Chorus.
Don’t treat me this way (don’t treat me this way,)
don’t lead me astray (don’t lead me astray)
‘cos you’re giving me the blues,
don’t treat me this way.
Took my money down to the track,
put all my bets on back to back.
The gate went up the horse started to run,
the race was over before my nag had begun.
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Took delivery of a new Cadillac,
all shining chrome & midnight black,
I popped the hood to take a look at my pride,
“this scooter motor won’t take me for a ride!”
Rpt chorus
I had a drink it went to my head,
I ended up in a hospital bed.
The doctor stopped & took one look at me,
“I didn’t know you was an amputee!”
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Travelling Through
I ain’t got time to stop and talk to no-one,
I’m movin’ on through I won’t be turning back no no.
There’s just no time to hang around babe ‘cos’ I’m gone.
I’m a man on a mission,
I gotta get to you!
Chorus
I’m just travelling through,
no time to waste I’m just travelling through…
yeah yeah yeah yeah!
I’m moving so fast
ain’t no one keeping up with me babe,
flat out on the highway, I’m feeling free.
I’m outta control just fumes left in my gas tank.
The only thing keeping me sane is
SPANKIN’ MY PLANK!
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Rpt verse 1.
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It never goes the way that you want.
I knew a guy from Boston he travelled to Austin
‘cos he wanted some fortune & fame.
All he had was the $300 to take him that far on a train.
He met a woman on 6th street she winked at him and took him inside,
she wined and dined him, gave him the come on
and a whole lot of bullshit besides.
Chorus
It never goes the way that you want,
you think you got nothing but they’re taking some more.
It never goes the way that you want,
they take the shirt off your back
and come back for more…yeah yeah..
Back up North in New York, ‘cross the bridge in Manhattan
in a billion dollar room at the top,
was a guy making greens beyond your wildest dreams,
thought he was cream of the crop.
He didn’t see it all coming, to busy doing the running,
headed right for the fall.
The lawyers they left him in a room in Brooklyn
standing with his back to the wall.
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Now I’m over the hill it hasn’t got any better,
I’ve seen some BADASS things in my time.
Work your fingers to the bone on the straight & narrow,
now I’m thinkin’ ‘bout turnin’ to crime!
Looking ahead to tomorrow, hiding there around the corner,
there’s got to be some good times
ahead.
‘Cos if it gets any worse than it is at the moment,
I think I’d be better off dead!!!!!
Rpt chorus x 2
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