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On The Bus Mall
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In matching blue raincoats,
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Our shoes were our show boats
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We kicked around.
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From stairway to station
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We made a sensation
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With the gadabout crowd.
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And oh, what a bargain,
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We're two easy targets
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For the old men at the off-tracks,
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Who've paid in palaver
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And crumpled old dollars,
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Which we squirreled away
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In our rat trap hotel by the freeway.
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And we slept-in Sundays.
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Your parents were anxious,
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Your cool was contagious
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At the old school.
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You left without leaving
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A note for your grieving
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Sweet mother, while
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Your brother was so cruel.
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And here in the alleys
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Your spirits were rallied
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As you learned quick to make a fast buck.
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In bathrooms and barrooms,
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On dumpsters and heirlooms,
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We bit our tongues.
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Sucked our lips into our lungs
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'Til we were falling.
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Such was our calling.
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And here in our hollow we fuse like a family,
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But I will not mourn for you.
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So take up your makeup
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And pocket your pills away.
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We're kings among runaways
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On the bus mall.
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We're down
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On the bus mall.
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Among all the urchins and old Chinese merchants
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Of the old town,
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We reigned at the pool hall
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With one iron cue ball
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And we never let the bastards get us down.
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And we laughed off the quick tricks--
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The old men with limp dicks--
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On the colonnades of the waterfront park.
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As 4 in the morning came on, cold and boring,
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We huddled close
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In the bus stop enclosure enfolding.
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Our hands tightly holding.
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