My Own Private Idaho
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[ Irish Rock ]
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When I first came to London
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I was only 1 6
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With a fiver in my pocket
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And my old dancing bag
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I went down to the dilly
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To check out the scene
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But I soon ended up
upon the old main drag

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Where the he-males
and the she-males

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Paraded in style
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And the old man with the money
would flash you a smile

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In the dark of an alley
you would work for a five

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For a swift one off the wrist
down on the old main drag

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In the cold winter nights
the old town it was chill

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But there were boys in the cafes
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Who'd give you cheap pills
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If you didn't have the money
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You'd cajole and you'd beg
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There was always lots of Tuinal
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On the old main drag
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One evening as I was lying
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Down in Leicester Square
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I was picked up by the coppers
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And kicked in the balls
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Between the metal doors at Vine Street

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