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TOM WAITS Christmas Cards From A Hooker In Minneapolis Lyrics
Hey Charley I`m pregnant
And living on 9th Street
Right above a dirty bookstore
Off Euclid Avenue
And I stopped takin` dope
And I quit drinkin whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone
And works out at the track
And he says that he loves me
Even though it`s not his baby
And he says that he`ll raise him up
Like he was his own son
And he gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
And he takes me out dancin`
Every Saturday night
And hey Charley I think about you
Everytime I pass a fillin` station
On account of all the grease
You used to wear in your hair
And I still have that record
Of Little Anthony
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And living on 9th Street
Right above a dirty bookstore
Off Euclid Avenue
And I stopped takin` dope
And I quit drinkin whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone
And works out at the track
And he says that he loves me
Even though it`s not his baby
And he says that he`ll raise him up
Like he was his own son
And he gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
And he takes me out dancin`
Every Saturday night
And hey Charley I think about you
Everytime I pass a fillin` station
On account of all the grease
You used to wear in your hair
And I still have that record
Of Little Anthony
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