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EmEdna Million in a drop dead suit Dutch pink on a B7downtown train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner in the Empouring rain 16 men on a deadman's chest And I've been drinking from B7a broken cup
2 pairs of pants and a mohair vest
I'm full of bourbon; I cEman't stand up. [Chorus:] AmHey little bird,Em fly away home Your houseB7 is on fire; your chEmildren are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire; your children are alone Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head And I've been stepping on the devil's tail Across the stripes of full moon's head Through the bars of a Cuban jail Bloody fingers on a purple knife A flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife Come admire the view from up on top of the mast [Chorus] Yellow sheets in Hong Kong bed Stazybo horn and a Singerland ride To the carnival is what she said A hundred dollars makes it dark inside.