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I go through the strangest kind of
Tryin' to myself a way to pay my dues
And would you it, I'm so urban
My suburban friends don't my bag of blues

I'm up in the mornin' on the so sedated
you hardly know it's me
And late in the evening I'm mellow
There's my fellow the world for me to see

Oh, it's a full of cocktails at nine
Dinners and wine and very shows
And where the crowd

I'm a girl a world of her own
A on her throne
Till every thing's gone and

I wake up to find that I'm a
In a world where I have been before
I look for the man who my hand
But now I that he'll be coming back no more

I'm telling you 'bout this bag of
It's payin' dues, but I got
Gimme that, I want that

Speakin' 'bout bag of
Mister, I'm dues
I'm changin' shoes
I'm make me some changes

I walk in a daze and I'm back to my apartment
I'll grab another wink
And doze on the till eleven
Then get up and pour myself another

back at the party, I'll be hearty
While for some better news
But now in the
just sit right here and cool it

We're gonna it now
And to the rhythm
Ahmad's