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By Jim Carroll, Your uncle's scandals shook the house of lords
Your daddy's squeezed
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By Jim Carroll, By jim carroll
We should have left at once
We should have
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By Jim Carroll, Everything you ever wanted
Is passing with the driving rain
I died
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By Jim Carroll, I was born in a pool, they made my mother
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By Jim Carroll, It's when billy's whores are re to seeorkin'
They're workin' with
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By Jim Carroll, She's an all-night all-night rental
She's a rental oriental
Suki-lee...
Oh, her eyes,
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By Jim Carroll, It must be strange to just fall from the stage
And
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By Jim Carroll, I smoke a cigarette
As I wait in the bath
And I
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By Jim Carroll, Day and night . . . the shadows move too
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By Jim Carroll, I hitched a ride to a desert town
(I never planned
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By Jim Carroll, "Every crowd of younger has had its little games to
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By Jim Carroll, Every time she calls I'd like to just ignore her
I
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By Jim Carroll, Each night, they surround me
With the lights and the microphones
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By Jim Carroll, By jim carroll and wayne woods
Evangeline
My first lady,
She wears satin
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By Jim Carroll, He was feeling invulnerable
That was foolish but wonderful
But of course
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By Jim Carroll, I'm walking uptown
I hear a most peculiar sound
Like a seashell
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By Jim Carroll, It's a garbage truck hour, I'm sleeping in the shower
I'm
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By Jim Carroll, [messed? ] and peculiar
Dancing with julia
I see no spare sky
This
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By Jim Carroll, "Bobby died of leukemia. He got it two years ago,
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By Jim Carroll, The blue light flashes
Billy feels it's motion
He says, "should I
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By Jim Carroll, I want the angel
Whose dreams are fatal
They cause the snake's
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By Jim Carroll, I write your name
Everywhere I go
Like a worn out code
Just
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By Jim Carroll, It's too late
To fall in love with sharon tate
But it's
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By Jim Carroll, She moves through the black door
She turns toward the desperate
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By Jim Carroll, Jody, what you been doing?
It's been a long, long
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By Jim Carroll, By rancid:
The common man doesn't suffer pain like this
Only the
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By Jim Carroll, Seven blonde women
They gather in the square
They raise their hands
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By Jim Carroll, Hollywood looks good at night
The tvs get fine reception
But last
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By Jim Carroll, Johnny's trapping stars in his car
With the radio on
In the
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By Jim Carroll, Your uncle's scandals shook the house of lords
Your daddy's squeezed