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The of the soup kitchen is waiting
for me and all us poor
Cripples, who've been in the
End up sleeping on her

Woah, woah, woah, woah,

When you're of down and out
You it to yourself and if anyone suspects
You say "Who me? Hardly"

You tell him, "Thank stars, this isn't Derby day
'Cos clear you've got the gift
For the wrong horse, Charlie"

Woah, woah, woah, woah,

you're scared of down and out
You your fear with a fakin' DJ smile
And maybe some dancin'

But no need to be proud
Hey, if something's you
Could be, it hurts brothers too
From Park to Memphis

(Last night)
Last night I
I dared to my head

The Venus of the soup stood over me
Singing, the job gets you down
You're ashamed that the will get 'round

Well, all you
Cripples, who've in the wars
End up sleeping on my

Woah, woah, woah, woah,

Now some will spin you yarns to keep you for a while
But you know that's not my style, who fancy footwork?
'Cos none of it up, no, it doesn't weigh a thing
And it doesn't buy you from Langley Park to Memphis

(Last night)
Last night I
I dared to my head

The Venus of the kitchen stood over me

Here you are, and I tell you've no one else but me
Every night I know you'll be here staring
Well, you are, no, I won't tell 'cos everyone I know
Wanders down every night, they've nowhere else to go

The Venus of the soup kitchen is standing there me
Every night I'm be here staring hungrily
The Venus of the soup kitchen is waiting for me

And all us
Cripples, been in the wars
End up sleeping on her