| With a monkey in my closet
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| And a skeleton on my back
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| I stroll down to my local
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| To knock a few back
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| Bobby, that old bartender
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| Don’t you know he’s my friend
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| I’d drink me three drinks
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| And Bobby’d fill it up for free again
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| Bobby give me change for a dollar
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| I wanna buy some cigarettes
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| I wanna play some music on the juke box, Bob
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| A quarter plays a two-song set
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| The waitress is polite to me
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| But it’s just not the same thing now
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| A few years back, Bob
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| I was the cat’s meow
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| You win some and you lose some
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| It’s an adage I can’t understand
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| I know what they’re saying
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| They’re saying I was a flash in the pan
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| Bobby give me change for a dollar
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| I wanna buy some cigarettes
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| I wanna play some music on the juke box, Bob
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| A quarter plays a two-song set
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| I’m sittin' on this bar stool
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| I guess that’s where my butt belongs
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| Dreamin' about the time
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| When a quarter could buy you three songs
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| Bobb, you’re a gamblin' man
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| How’d you like to place a little bet?
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| It won’t be long before
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| Two bits’ll buy a one-song set
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| Bobby give me change for a dollar
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| I wanna buy some cigarettes
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| I wanna play some music on the juke box, Bob
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| A quarter plays a two-song set |