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アーティスト:Ryan Adams  アルバム:29  作詞:ADAMS RYAN  作曲:ADAMS RYAN 

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I was a poor little kid in the lungs of new York Just like a motherless son of a bitch Loaded on ephedrine looking for downers and coke Like a sun that just wouldn't set out on the horizon Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs I took a train and came up from Carolina I was looking for something to do Nothing I found could ever quite occupy me With nothing to gain there's always nothing to lose Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs Cry me a river till the morning comes I should've died a hundred thousand times Teetering stoned off the side of buildings Nobody loved me and nobody even tried You cant hang on to something that wont stop moving Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs I got arrested down south for hitting a clerk I spit in his face, the bastard knocked me out He leered at my lady and then he touched her face Thank God she had the money to bail me out Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs Cry me a river till the morning comes Bar room boogie just like in the movies Go on put it to me shake it till the rattles come on Take me where the morning don't come


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