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Down in the in the Boho zone
I went for some sweet inspiration, oh well
Just another hard time with Negro affectations

I was a hopeful in rooms this
When I was working
It's an old romance, the Boho
gone to sleep

But on the scuffle
The cleaner's press was in my
And any eye for
Caught a little lace along the

And you were in the lot
Subterranean by own design
The virtue of your inscribed
On your for mine

Jesus was a beggar, He was rich in
And kept His head in all His glory
It's just that steps outside the Boho dance
Have a for me

A camera pans the hour
Behind a of potted palms
And a lady in a Paris dress
With in her nylons

You read those books luxury
as a guest to take a slave
Books where artists in noble
Go like to the grave

Don't you get on me
'Cause I know you're just too
You couldn't step outside the dance now
if good fortune allowed

Like a priest with a watch
Looking and on the sly
Sure it's stricken your uniform
But you can't get it out of eyes

Nothing is in me
On side of town
The streets were never mine
Not mine, not mine, these glamor