Christmas Card From a Hooker In Minneapolis - Tom Waits
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hey Charley I'm pregnant
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and living on 9th street
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right above a dirty bookstore
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off Euclid avenue
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and I stopped taking dope
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and I quit drinking whiskey
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and my old man plays the trombone
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and works out at the track.
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and he says that he loves me
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even though its not his baby
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and he says that he'll raise him up
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like he would his own son
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and he gave me a ring
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that was worn by his mother
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and he takes me out dancin
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every saturday night.
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and hey Charley I think about you
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everytime I pass a fillin' station
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on account of all the grease
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you'd wear in your hair
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and I still have that record
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of little anthony & the imperials
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but someone stole my record player
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how do you like that?
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hey Charley I almost went crazy
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after mario got busted
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so I went back to Omaha to
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live with my folks
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but everyone I used to know
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was either dead or in prison
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came back to Minneapolis
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this time I think I'm gonna stay.
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hey Charley I think I'm happy
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for the first time since my accident
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and I wish I had all the money
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that we used to spend on dope
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I'd buy me a used car lot
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and I wouldn't sell any of em
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I'd just drive a different car every day
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dependin on how
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I feel.
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hey Charley for chrissakes
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do you want to know the truth of it?
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I don't have a husband
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he don't play the trombone
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and I need to borrow money
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to pay this lawyer
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and Charley, hey
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I'll be eligible for parole
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come valentines day.
