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The gutter lady sings a serenade of the convenience and well being of not having it made the suits and pretty faces walk on by dirt will tell the truth and gold may lie did i ever tell you 'bout you hair it makes you look real easy cheap and in despair saw you in a dream i had last night you were throwing punches in a fire fight will you excuse me - you really do amuse me funny little thing you're out of sight you will linger - with your dirty little fingers you'll be picking up the pieces of your life red lights - shines upon you clear and bright the rope around your neck is getting tight red lights - try and try and try you might you're a long lost cause and i'm alright will you excuse me - you really do amuse me funny little thing you're out of sight you will linger - with your dirty little fingers you'll be picking up the pieces of your life red lights - shines upon you clear and bright the rope around your neck is getting tight red lights - try and try and try you might you're a long lost cause and i'm alright From Letras Mania